It’s been almost a week since she died and the sound of her claws clicking across the floor still hasn’t left us. I still half imagine she is dozing in another room, expecting her to reappear at my heel, catch a glimpse of her through a crack in the door or find her watching from…
Category: Animal Welfare
A River Runs Through It
A river runs through it all. For more than sixteen years we walked with Leica by the river more often than not. Days at the beach, camping trips and other adventures too, ferry trips to England or home to Scotland, but always home, here, down by the river. She learned, tentatively at first, to swim…
Indivisible
It’s hard to imagine the it’s now a little more than two years now since Flash left us. The strangest, sweetest little dog that she was. Her sister Leica carries on, older and increasingly frail now she shares her days with KiKi and at night they too huddle as foxes for warmth.
3000 Dead Dogs 