The season of the bitch

A year ago today (Saturday 15 Dec 2007) Chris and I drove over to the RSPCA centre at Ashley Heath and collected our little bundle of trouble. She was 13 weeks old, inquisitive and surprisingly trusting of us. And she looked like this…







12 months later…



She's stressed us out completely, cost us a fortune, I dread to think how many hours I've lain awake worrying about her, or how many tears I've shed over her. But above all she's bought us joy and laughter - more than we could ever have imagined.

I'm hoping this time her operation on Monday will be a success and that 2009 will see us being able to get out and about with her again.