We had to leave in ten minutes to go and eat with friends. I was just putting on a quick layer of nail varnish (transparent, I’m not quite stupid enough to try to put a coloured varnish on in a hurry !) and, as it was Wimbledon fortnight, the televisions was connected. I was watching my guilty pleasure, Location, Location, Location, (Love That Programme !) when the advertisments came on. RSPCA, uh oh. I should have looked away, I should have changed channels, I should have turned the damn thing off. But no, I thought, I can do this, I’m a big girl now. I sat stoically through the poor dog who had been used in dog fights, I gritted my teeth through the pictures of the disgusting, filthy puppy farm – whilst wishing a long, slow, painful death on the breeder – and then they played their trump card; an RSPCA inspector crying over a pitiful bundle held in his arms. I was toast. I cried, I howled, I cursed every living being who was cruel to animals, then I went to ‘redo’ my face and peel off bits of sodden tissue from my not dry nails. We were half an hour late for lunch !
I had a surprisingly good week with my mate Susie when I went over to be with her for her chemo. We were expecting a bad time as the cocktail was being changed and Susie had been warned that side effects might not be good. Huh, they hadn’t reckoned on my feisty Geordie pal, no side effects to speak of, no sickness, no aches and pains and in fact the next day she was like a Duracel bunny on speed ! Sadly a throat infection stopped her in her tracks but nothing worse than that. Go Susie !
Poor Egan has had a disappointment. He’s the one-eyed boy on the website. Such a lovely lad who has been waiting for so long for that forever home. He was all set to go up to the Vienne to a lovely elderly gentleman when at the last minute the kind man was taken ill and regretfully came to the conclusion that he could not take Egan. I’m just hoping that there is someone else just as kind out there ….. but in better health !!
I want you all to keep your fingers crossed for little Lulu. Lulu and his brother, Charlie, Westie/Bichons, came to Poorpaws when they were 13. I agreed to take them, not thinking they would live for long, and was so glad I did as their poor owner had died after being in the clutches of alcohol for years which ended, literally, when he was still quite young. He clearly had not been able to look after Lulu and Charlie as they were in a heartbreaking state. I was told that they loved each other and got on well. Hmm, well, if standing over your brother and biting him if he dared move is love, I’ve got a lot to learn. They had to be put in to separate parks where they then barked and cried the place down !! Things improved and as they got older they happily shared the same park, but not the same kennel ! Charlie died a couple of years ago but Lulu is still with us …… just. He is blind, deaf and incontinent but put a bowl of food in front of him and he will eat for France ! Lulu has a birthday coming up and will be 19 (113 in dog years !!!) on 5th September so we are just hoping he hangs on until then when we’ll have a celebration.
Some real cuties going on the website very soon so keep checking in.
Poorpaws will be running the usual second hand clothes stall at the Montcuq Vide Grenier on the 27th August. This is usually a great fund raiser for us and I’m now looking out for good second hand casual clothes donations. Shoes, handbags and jewelry all gratefully accepted. If you have anything to donate I can arrange to meet and/or collect. Please get in touch either by email – email@example.com – or call 0565245303 and make sure you leave a message.
With thanks, as ever.