I am a great believer in fate. If you have a little faith (of any kind) and try to have patience things usually have a way of working out....
Recently I have had a dilemma with my dogs.
There is a big age gap between my two dogs and my Collie is getting old and very sadly has a big tumour. It is currently not adversely affecting him but every day we have is a blessing.
Plus he is getting a bit old and grumpy; he is more keen on the sofa than country walks!
My little Jack Russell Roddy on the other hand is a little pocket rocket who loves nothing better than charging about the countryside!
So I wanted more company for Roddy and company for him for when Buddy leaves us. I would not be able face getting a dog soon after he has gone, I'd feel like I was trying to replace him.
So my partner and I have talked and ummed and aaahd, unsure what to do for the best; what breed? What size? When? A puppy? etc etc
Then fate stepped in.
We were down the pub having a leisurely Sunday afternoon pint and met a man with a dog... needing a home....
And so we have given that dog a home and now I am the proud mummy of this lovely German Shepard bitch, Effy. Shes a year old and a little treasure!
She has been passed pillar to post, and has been mistreated at some point. It makes me so sad, how could you not love this face??!!
Unless you are one of my chickens... she gave chase. They now hate her!
xoxo
