Writer, zoologist and gundog enthusiast, Pippa blogs on life in the countryside

Eleven thousand, six hundred and eighty mugs of tea

A lot of mugs of teaI have a google alert set to send news items about dogs to my RSS reader.

Each morning whilst I gulp down the mug of tea placed next to me by Himself, I flick through these alerts to find items of interest or inspiration for my dog related websites.

Himself by the way would like it made clear that thirty-two years times three hundred and sixty five days is a lot of cups of tea!

Most days the alerts I scroll through are fairly ‘samey’.  A dog was lost or found, forty or fifty dogs were rescued from an animal hoarder in the USA. 

What is it with animal hoarding in America?   We don’t seem to get that here,  or at least not on the same scale…

There is usually a dog bite,  a fire from which a dog escaped or sometimes sadly didn’t.  Plus there are often nice stories about therapy dogs, or dogs that have turned up after going missing for two years.

But just occasionallly,  I come across an absolute gem of a story.  Something  special, moving,  or different. 

And this morning was just one such occasion.    I wanted to tell you about it, but you’ll have to skip across to Totally Dogs to find out more!

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