Not sure if there's a dog thread anywhere but thought I would mention in passing we are in the throes of looking for a new (old) dog.
We had a pedigree Laekenois (Belgian Shepherd) who died suddenly in August, aged 9, of lymphoma. He was a lovely dog but a bit of a basket case/nervous wreck who got separation anxiety and used to scare smaller/younger visitors as he would be a bit growly when new people called, even though he never bit anyone.
After a reasonable period for us all to get over it we're looking at getting a pound dog this time round, and I must admit having been on a couple of the websites in the last couple of days, it's a harrowing situation. So many poor neglected dogs which have been bought for the wrong reasons and are no longer wanted, and a host of unsuccessful greyhounds which is really tragic. If our fences were higher and we had the time to exercise one properly, greyhounds are lovely but we have to make the right choice both for us and the dog.
A possibility has come up with a German Shepherd/something/something cross, female aged six. Since a marriage separation has basically been tied up in a backyard for a year. Mrs. Stone found this out on the phone half an hour ago, and suddenly the whole thing seems desperately urgent. We are hoping to "meet" her within the next day or two, then the adoption people would check our house out.
This is weird - in a single process it's reinforced how kind some people are, and what callous bastards others are.
We had a pedigree Laekenois (Belgian Shepherd) who died suddenly in August, aged 9, of lymphoma. He was a lovely dog but a bit of a basket case/nervous wreck who got separation anxiety and used to scare smaller/younger visitors as he would be a bit growly when new people called, even though he never bit anyone.
After a reasonable period for us all to get over it we're looking at getting a pound dog this time round, and I must admit having been on a couple of the websites in the last couple of days, it's a harrowing situation. So many poor neglected dogs which have been bought for the wrong reasons and are no longer wanted, and a host of unsuccessful greyhounds which is really tragic. If our fences were higher and we had the time to exercise one properly, greyhounds are lovely but we have to make the right choice both for us and the dog.
A possibility has come up with a German Shepherd/something/something cross, female aged six. Since a marriage separation has basically been tied up in a backyard for a year. Mrs. Stone found this out on the phone half an hour ago, and suddenly the whole thing seems desperately urgent. We are hoping to "meet" her within the next day or two, then the adoption people would check our house out.
This is weird - in a single process it's reinforced how kind some people are, and what callous bastards others are.
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