You haven't met the hound yet, have you?
We picked him up at the RSPCA about four years ago. Pure street pedigree. A bitzer through and through.
He'd been living in his little cage for 6 long months. Passed up by so many people. They don't know what a treasure they missed out on.
My husband picked him out. He's got an eye for such things. The staff were so overjoyed that he finally had a home. One of the vets cried when we took him away.
The rest is history. He's been a happy part of our home ever since.
I must confess, he looks like a bit of a bruiser. People cross the street when they see us coming. But you've never meet such a gentle soul. A lamb in wolfs clothing. Our friends call him "stoner" which is very telling of his demeanour. He is so wonderful with The Little One. She loves him to bits too.
. . . and my sew-a-thon continues. He loves his new bed!