Where do you go, my lovely?

It has been a very very difficult week.

Martha and I have come to the difficult decision that we cannot keep Delilah as Trotter hates her. It is not fair to keep her when the only place she can be is my bedroom. Neither is it fair to upset the delicate equilibrium at home, in which all 6 pets have a distinct place to be.

So I contacted Captain Skipjack and Lucas by day - Duncan by night, was there a place in the pub for them I wondered? Unfortunately not, the Captain was worried that he might not be able to cope with the puppy's enthusiasm, what with his creaking hips and all, and LBDDBN was worried that he would not be able to devote time staring at nothing if he had a puppy to distract him.

Was there a place in North Leigh with my cousin I wondered? Unfortunately not, Katrina's fence had been completely blown away by the wind, and, as she lives on a main road with nothing to stop the puppy from racing out and getting run over, the answer was no.

I called up Fred who kindly gave me Debbie's number. Debbie works at a sanctuary that specialises in re-homing lurchers, and she agreed to pick up the puppy at 10.30am sharp on Saturday.

But then came breaking news from Cuddesdon!

Big saw Delilah's photo on this self same website and swooped down to Preachers Lane to pick her up and kiss her on the head! They have advised us that MarGRET and Louie were considering a 3rd dog to keep their 2 dogs, Eddie and Lily, company. So tiny delilah was whisked off into the dark night to see if she might fit in there.

We all have out fingers and toes crossed.