We lost our darling girl in July and said thats it, no more, cant take the heartbreak. Since then we have lived in a very clean and very boring house! but why would I put myself through that again, so um why do I have a four year old rescue at my feet.?
he is sitting in his frankly minging well loved bed which hopefully he will let me replace shortly. Seems he was the victim of a marriage break up though he appears to have a bit of scarring to his face so not sure if he was savaged by another dog sometime. Any ideas about making him feel secure please, never had a rescue dog. TIA