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Olga
Olga now has a permanent home, after being fostered for a few months. Poor Louis, his owners are going to keep Olga so he’s going to have his paws full for quite some time. Least Louis will continue to keep us up-dated on Olga’s progress via his blog
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Lulu
Received an email tonight from Lulu who spent a fun weekend meeting her new owners, understand she is curled up on the sofa between them watching a spot of T.V. Now that’s the life for this foxy little minx she went away to her new life with Brian and Jacky as though she had known them for years! Good luck Lulu been fun knowing you.
Rescued by a couple who saw her plight the tiny, skinny Lulu learned to be a survivor in her former life and now deserves a warm and loving home. Miss Personality Plus. Lulu has so much affection to give.
King – A missive from one happy Dobermann!
Hi all at FOND
The King here, well what can I say…my Dad hasn’t been in touch because he has a problem with his email, and my paws are too big to use his laptop, but it’s getting fixed soon, so I asked Karyn (that’s Harry’s niece) to let you know how I am getting on…
I have a loving safe home, my Dad Harry is just the best, he is so caring and has given me time to settle in which might I add was a very, very quick affair. We go out every day at 10.30am and if he forgets the time I just remind him by sitting next to my lead – if Harry still doesn’t notice the time I take one of his boots in just to give him a gentle reminder, it seems to work every time!
I have a lovely bed, and lots of toys, my squeaky ball is favourite and we take this out with us when we go for our walks. My dad takes me to the local big fields, where I can run and run. The birds here in Blackpool are really, really quick by the way, I try to chase them every day and sometimes I get quite close but I think they are just teasing me because they are always stay a few meters in front of me, but it’s good fun. My dad uses a whistle now to call me back which is great because sometimes I run and run and I forget he cannot shout loud enough for me to hear, so the whistle is a big help. When I return Harry
always gives me a treat, he’s such a good dad.
When we get back from our walks we both settle down with a nice drink and have a little snooze together on the sofa for a while, then its time to be up and about and we potter around the house doing odd jobs. Naturally I’m a big help fetching Dad’s tools for him. I am sure he loves me helping because he keeps saying things like ‘KkkKiiiing where’s my hammer?’
At night time we settle down on the sofa to watch the telly after a hard day running and playing I am really tired and my dad is too. I know he is because sometimes he falls asleep, I know when he has because he stops stroking me, but all I have to do is nudge his hand and he starts again! I never thought I would be this happy again, but I really am, my Dad has told me all about Molly, she use to live with my Dad, but sadly passed away, he’s shown me all her photos and he’s taken me to all her favourite places, she was a lucky Dobe … just like me.
I have a new extended family as well and they all visit and stroke me and tell me how handsome I am, now his niece has said she wants to take some proper photos of me so she can send them to FOND. Guess I’ll have to sit still….