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…
Category: Dog Euthenasia
Fahrenheit 451
Yesterday’s news. I came across the 2015 Dog Control Statistics for Ireland. Superficially at least, the headline figure in the Euthanasia section seemed like good news, half what it was when we first adopted KiKi, standing at 1,824 rather than in excess of three thousand dead dogs. Move over a couple of columns though and…
3000 Dead Dogs 