Lillian M. Rappe

Faversham - Landmark Dog of Manhattan Lillian M. Rappe

Having a puppy is one of the greatest joys in life. The unconditional love that one gets from dogs is unbelievable. Faversham was the cause of my living when my husband died. He was my constant companion and got really distressed when he saw me crying. Later when life improved if Faversham got into some mischief, all I had to say was "Do you want Mummy to cry? He would immediately stop, come near me and put his hugh paws on me. I still can't believe that a landlord and his underlings could play such dirty tricks. All I wanted to do was to rent an apartment and live peacefully with Faversham. LeFrak had only one decent person working for him - Jack Friedman. He told me how I was being used as an example to other tenants with pets. I shall be forever indebted to Major Koch for passing the Dog Law and Judge Sparks for seeing through the lies that Moskowich told me. Also many thanks to the neighbors who wrote lovely letters bout Faversham and last but not least Jolene Marion, Faversham's Attorney who advised me and consold me during the 14 months of trial and tribulation caused me by an unconscionable landlord. Recently I was at a party commemorating the 50th Anniversary of Queen Elizabeth's ascension to the throne, and a lady came up to me and said "I hate to tell you I can't remember your name but I do remember your dog's name Faversham". The lady was Dr. Linda Jacobson, Faversham's vet.