đŸŸ Farewell to Fred – Keeper of the Beach đŸŸ


6th August 2025

Today marks the saddest of days at Lumpy’s Nursery & Landscape Yard, and at home by the sea. Our beloved companion, best friend, gentle giant and resident greeter, Fred the Rottweiler Rodick, passed away peacefully, surrounded by his family.

Born 14th August 2014, Fred gave us nearly 11 years of unconditional love, laughter, and a little chaos. He was dignified in life, and equally dignified in his final moments, departing after a short illness caused by a red blood cell condition.

Fred now rests in his favourite place—in the back yard of his beach house on Jubilee Parade, Diamond Beach, NSW. A special spot where he once sprinted like a cheetah, swam like an Olympian, and ruled the dunes with joy and confidence.

He lived there with his humans, Jeff (Lumpy), Jen and his sister Nellie-his best mate—an 8-year-old golden retriever x poodle.


🌊 The Beach Was His Kingdom

Fred loved that beach. He was fearless in the surf, known to sneakily relocate beach chairs (a true talent for undermining!) and always made his presence known.


🌿 Fred’s Role at Lumpy’s

At our nursery, Fred was more than a mascot—he was the official “bang—meet and greet” manager. He took his position beside the counter very seriously, often lying on the floor with a hopeful face and wagging tail, awaiting pats, cuddles, and hopefully a sneaky treat from a returning customer.

He made everyone feel welcome. And he made us feel loved.


đŸ¶ A Rottweiler of Great Taste

Fred was a character. He never ate dog food—he only ate human food. In fact, he developed a habit of quietly placing his big head on your lap while you were eating, silently hoping you’d share. And honestly? Most of us did.

No toy lasted more than a minute—except for Spike, a spiky rubber ball Fred stole from a customer’s car (door open, customer looking the other way). Spike was eventually buried with Fred.


🧠 Fluent in “Rottweiler-English”

Fred was a great communicator. To the untrained ear, it may have sounded like barking... but those who knew him understood every word. Especially Lumpy and Jen, who had a special bond and could decipher his every expression and rumble.


đŸŸ Lessons from Klaud

Fred was lucky to learn from the best—his older Rottweiler brother, Klaud, who passed away at age 7. Klaud wasn’t just a dog—he was a higher spirit, a master of the fine art of door-opening, which he lovingly passed on to Fred.


🧬 Fred's Legacy

Fred’s DNA (yes, really!) was saved in a bottle, cut from his tail. And while cloning might sound far-fetched, trust us—you wouldn’t be disappointed.

Because Fred wasn’t just a dog.
He was family.
He was staff.
He was a soulmate.
He was Keeper of the Beach.


Fred weighed a glorious 60kg and lived a full life. By human years, that’s 85.
Good effort, Fred.

You’ll always be part of Lumpy’s.
We miss you already.

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