Another year of safety has passed

On this day in 2013 I was plucked from the kennel at the rescue centre and driven to my new home. It was my Gotcha Day. I had no idea then what was to happen to me but I know I am safe, loved and cared for.

Even the addition of Lenny to the pack changed little after the initial fun and games and we have grown to be good buddies. I am growing older and as will have been seen from previous posts, I am getting wobblier and susceptible to infections and illnesses. It is all part of life’s rich pageant and I cannot change it. Nor would I want to change it. I will press on regardless with my usual aplomb and lack of complaint.

Twelve years and thirteen Christmases have passed. My life is happy, safe and I am loved. If I could wish only one thing for fellow rescue furs it would be that they have the same security as I have. Oh and more treats of course.