Mr Woof was at the Lost Dogs Home, after being picked up off the streets and not being claimed. When I first saw him he was bouncing up and down in his cage like he had an inbuilt pogo stick. He was very stressed as he had made good friends with another little white dog who had just gone off with a couple of strangers and was nowhere to be seen. I had my current dog with me for a greeting, but he was so focussed on trying to see his friend he pretty much just ignored her.

When we got to the waiting room his dog friend was there too and he was thrilled to be able to hang out again, then when he left with his new owners Mr Woof really started freaking out and howling in the waiting room. He took a while to settle in, the poor boy does not like change and becomes very attached to his pack.

Miss Meow was aquired through a small rescue via Facebook, and because it was Covid times we did the handover in the carpark of the vet’s office just after she’d been spayed. So she came into my life groggy from the drugs, and was also skinny with very patchy fur and was still on antibiotics to treat infections in her skin and mouth. She also had a booking to have some teeth removed too, which was the start of the infection that never quite cleared up and ended up with her having all her teeth removed and being diagnosed with FIV (Feline Immunodeficiency Virus).