"Hello, I'm Wanda! I came by plane from the U.S. where I was born,
to Finland where I live right now. My mommy says that my story is pretty special, so I think I better let her tell it,
as I kinda wasn't around from the beginning. So take over, Ma, the page is all yours!"
"Why,
thank you Wanda baby, I'm happy to tell your story! Here it goes..."

A wonder called Wanda
Just when life felt so empty after a though loss, when it felt like there really is no reason to live if this is how it’s
going to be, a miracle happened. I got an e-mail from the U.S., from a woman named Brenda Nyx. The name was familiar to me,
Brenda is well known in the Giant circles in USA, and she is also the contact person for IPSRA over there. The content of
the letter struck me with amazement! Brenda and her husband Tim had found out about the
sad destiny of my P&S Giant Angie, and they wanted to donate a new dog to me, if their
female, which was bred one month previously, was pregnant.
Brenda wrote to me that their
dogs are very important to them, and give them so much joy that they want to share
that joy with me and make me happy again. I was like hit with a wooden log in the head!
How can any human beings be that good? It appeared that the bitch in question was
Lorelei Des Hauts de Longuante, or “Lori” who had spent some time with us here in Finland,
charming everyone she met and on top of all winning the world champion-title. I felt
kind of safe at once.
This had to be a promising litter, when the father was the very
handsome American Champion Skansen’s Ulf the Medicine Man. I discussed the matter with
my husband Max, and we decided to accept Brenda’s and Tim’s generous offer with great
pleasure!
The long wait begun. Lori was x-rayed after a few weeks, and there were puppies, but only
a few. I started to be really worried. What if only one or two puppies were born,
then the hope of getting a puppy would probably be in vain. The estimated time of
birth came closer, and we were constantly in touch over e-mail. It was the time of the
Oscars, when Lori began giving birth. One female was born normally at home, but then
the problems started. When the film stars shone at the Academy Award ceremonies elsewhere
in L.A. in an animal hospital Lori and her little puppies fought for their lives.
Two puppies, a sister and her brother, was born trough a caesarean, and after 48 hours
it was sure everyone was going to be all right!
I was still a bit unsecure about getting one of the girls as there were so few born,
but Brenda announced it to me very clearly: “One of these girls has always been Yours,
Tina-Marina”. What is there for a girl to do but with tears in her eyes try to thank
the other for giving her back the reason to live. I think that Brenda and Tim never will
comprehend how grateful I am to them!
Now there was only eight measly weeks to wait. During these weeks I received over a
hundred pictures of Wanda, which we decided to call her. Brenda wrote long stories
about the undertakings of the puppies, and it almost felt as if I had been there
watching them develop even though I was on the other side of the globe. We thought
a lot about how to handle Wanda’s long trip to her new country, and one thing was sure,
Wanda was not going to fly alone in the cargo.
As yours truly suffers from terrible
fear of flying, I had to announce at once that I wouldn’t be able to fly to the US
and pick her up (as a matter of fact I would have done it if it had been the only way).
We were thereby left with two options; either Brenda or Tim had to bring Wanda over
here. I promised to pay half of the flight fare, and of course Wanda's fare completely,
if they just would be able to bring her. A lot of discussion followed, and finally Tim
encouraged himself, he is after all a detective in the LAPD, so Finland didn’t look too scary.
The tickets were ordered, and that was that. I told Tim a lot about Finland, he was
a little afraid of the sauna, and asked me if the Russian border was very near to Vaasa,
but after reading more about Finland over the Internet he calmed down and started to
wait eagerly for the trip. It was almost impossible, anyway, to explain what it’s
like here in Finland, to a person who comes from a city of 15 million people, when
we have only a third of that amount in the whole country.
D-day came closer anyhow, and me and my friend Janna drove off towards Helsinki
airport to meet our visitors from America. Naturally Tim’s luggage was lost, so he
and Wanda were the last to come out of the plane, just as I for the hundred time
started thinking this can’t be happening after all. But suddenly they were there!
I didn’t see Wanda at first, but I recognized Tim at once, and it felt like meeting
an old friend. Then I saw it!
A tiny pepper and salt head sticking up from a bag!
Finally I believed it was true, that I had gotten a new, wonderful little beginning
of a life. I was of course all shook up, but somehow we got to the car and on our
way to Vaasa. The trip felt very long, even though we got along very well right from
the beginning, Tim turned out to be a very nice person who charmed everyone,
both people and dogs. Wanda slept almost all the way, except for biting me a bit with
her very sharp jaw's theeth.
Tim spent a week with us in Vaasa, we went to see almost every Giant available in
the neighbourhood, we even had the time for a Match Show, and the opportunity to watch
Anu tracking in the forest with Odessa. Simo took us on a legendary fishing trip of
which the catch was a 4 centimeter minnow, but what the heck, it was an experience
anyway. Tim fell in love with Finland, the free country. You can move around any way you
want here, he said, go for a drive anytime, or walk in the forest with the dogs not
having to fear anything. Most of all he was amazed by the brightness, and it didn’t
help that I tried to explain that it’s dark for 7-8 month non-stop during the winter…
Tim also liked the people, he wondered about the fact that everybody knew the English
language so well, but he said it was strange that everybody kept staring at their toes
all the time.
The week went by very quickly, and soon it was time to say goodbye to Tim. It was
very hard to do, and is still painful to think about. Meeting Tim made me a better
person, it felt like an angel had touched me. I hope I’ll be able to do the same as
Tim and Brenda, to spread goodness in to the world, because there’s never too much of
that. Me and Max naturally keep in touch with them all time, and they are both coming
to Finland again, and who knows, maybe I’ll fly to L.A. some day to bring back the puppy
that I owe them!