One year ago...
I visited the Edinburgh Dog & Cat Home & in the dogs' section saw a shivering skinny "lurcher-type." He was the only one that was silent. The kennel assistant took him into the yard and he seemed lovely, completely unperturbed by the thunder or by me. I emailed R. at work: "Saw a gorgeous dog which was a little whippety-lurcher (sic) with pepsi's markings but a smooth coat. Very sweet & on the edge of nervous, but friendly, and very interested in playing with other dogs." (ha!) We both went down to Seafield the following afternoon, and £55 later, left with Jake on a lead. It was touching that quite a few kennel staff came to say goodbye to him. He got his name in the taxi when the driver told us about a dog that came from Seafield that looked like a jackal.
We were absolutely crapping ourselves. Jake ran around the flat, sniffing everywhere, and then grovelled on the floor at our feet, before settling down on a cushion. We spent the first month petrified that his original owners would turn up and demand him back, but they never did.
That cowering whippet-sized dog seemed to fill out after a few weeks to become collie size. And when he's on swaggering on the beach the elastic lurcher seems to be more like a greyhound in height. H'mmm.
I visited the Edinburgh Dog & Cat Home & in the dogs' section saw a shivering skinny "lurcher-type." He was the only one that was silent. The kennel assistant took him into the yard and he seemed lovely, completely unperturbed by the thunder or by me. I emailed R. at work: "Saw a gorgeous dog which was a little whippety-lurcher (sic) with pepsi's markings but a smooth coat. Very sweet & on the edge of nervous, but friendly, and very interested in playing with other dogs." (ha!) We both went down to Seafield the following afternoon, and £55 later, left with Jake on a lead. It was touching that quite a few kennel staff came to say goodbye to him. He got his name in the taxi when the driver told us about a dog that came from Seafield that looked like a jackal.
We were absolutely crapping ourselves. Jake ran around the flat, sniffing everywhere, and then grovelled on the floor at our feet, before settling down on a cushion. We spent the first month petrified that his original owners would turn up and demand him back, but they never did.
That cowering whippet-sized dog seemed to fill out after a few weeks to become collie size. And when he's on swaggering on the beach the elastic lurcher seems to be more like a greyhound in height. H'mmm.
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