Sunday, 31 July 2016
She's eight or nine years old, blind in one eye, has an illegible tattoo in one ear (suggesting she was a British-bred racer) and is both smarter and bossier than the poor boy she's moved in with.
She's not a looker, in fact I have my doubts she's pure greyhound ... but she is sweet. She likes cuddles and kisses (bleurgh!), and eating (of course).