Finou has now found her forever home wirh Viv Gray. Have a happy life Finou
Birch was dumped at the refuge together with two of her remaining babies . . and she herself was barely nine months old. As often happens, the puppies were very quickly adoptbut Birch was suffering. She has so much milk and no-one to give it to that she was in danger of developing mastitis. By the time we had found her a home, her own last puppy had left her and, lo and behold, she had been given another lone puppy to look after. Could the two of them be separated . . . fortunately our generous fosterer said 'No' - they must both come. And so they did.
It did not take long for the puppy to be adopted - the fosterer's daughter fell in love with her and so the work of getting her ready for and undertaking the trip to the UK began. But Birch remained without anyone interested in her. She was a devoted mother, even a devoted surrogate mother, who played for hours and hours with her young charge. She is small for a setter, and has spaniel legs, but the most beautiful expression.
As Christmas approached our fosterer's daughter began a Twelve Days of Christmas appeal for Birch and it aroused lots of interest. Before we knew it, Birch was on her way to her forever family. She now attends our Social Obedience Classes and is learning a whole new way of what it means to be a young dog, full of life. Long may it last dear Birch!
Mira has found her happy forever home with Peter and Ine, she has settled in very well and loves every moment of ther new life
Well my life has been nothing if not interesting! I spent a lovely summer in a new home where I was spoilt but I also learned a great deal. I became known as Milli Vanilli. I was having such a good time and then I had to move again. I really wasn't very sure. I like car-riding, but I didn't know what was going on although the lady driving me kept reassuring me. I met another lady and her friend who then took me to her home and BINGO!!! I had two friends to play with - oh my goodness me, how I enjoyed myself. I was able to run myself silly. The cat took an instant dislike to me but I'd just biding my time as I think we'll eventually be friends. I have been ever such a good girl that my new foster home has very quickly become my permanent home. I have lots of friends, lots of exercise and just love it here in the mountains.
Molly proved herself to be a great camper-van traveller, and so she travelled the length and breadth of France with her foster family. During that time she was seen by her prospective family . . who also happened to have a camper van! Joy of joys for Molly. They lived a long way from the south-west of France but have camper-van will travel! and So Molly met her future adoptive family, took to them straight away and they passed the home-check test. However both had significant travel plans and so it was only some six weeks later that they came to collect Molly. And surprise, surprise, she remembered them after just a few hours with them. And so the former street dog became the 'travel-in-style' dog. Have a great life Molly!
Well, I just stayed and stayed and stayed with my foster Mum. So now I am hers forever and I love it. We go for very long walks every single day. I go in the car with her and meet her friends and other dogs. Life is just so good.
My foster family wants me!! I've been with them for several months. I know it took me a while to get used to what was wanted of me - and they were incredibly patient, giving me every opportunity of learn. Their other live-in four-legged really did not like me very much at first - I think I was a bit too lively. But little by little they have all grown to love me . . and I really love them and am SO grateful to them for giving me a chance. I will always be faithful to them.