Fletcher went off to his great new family last night without a backwards glance. As usual, we were eagerly awaiting our new foster boy, Charlie, all week from our lovely rescue centre.
However, we received an email earlier in the week from another greyhound charity in an emergency situation needing quite a few dogs moved, following the death of a trainer, or they faced an uncertain future and they didn’t have room for them all. Of course, me and Ian said we’d take one of them.
So… Meet fosters 23 and 24! They both arrived within an hour of each other last night and they are getting on great. Charlie is the black and white boy and Rocky is the brindle (our first brindle foster!). Meg, of course, is completely non-plussed by the new arrivals and has already made it pretty clear she is the boss.
Since Charlie is from our centre, he has settled in straight away without any issues. But we don’t know much about the conditions Rocky was kept in so everything is new and strange to him but he will get there. He just has a sort of vacant expression about him but he is a lovely boy.
We will hopefully get them to Paws in the Park on Saturday if they can cope with the train.
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