As some of you know I have been looking after a beautiful dog, my little furry foster daughter, quite often over the past eight months. Sadly, and due to unexpected circumstances, her owners are no longer able to keep her.

Now luckily a series of events, serendipity if you like,  intervened and my kind friend in England had met her and fell in love with her, and due to this she will be going to live in England, and I know she will have a wonderful life. But I will miss her greatly. I fell in love with her sad little face (she has had a tough life and was rescued from a centre, where she was cowering in the corner of the cage) and, at times. she would look at you in such a sad way.  I used to hate leaving her when my stint of care had finished…