A bit of thread drift - but it is about Rescued Dogs.
https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyl ... elle-zevin
The discussion here reminded me of this article; if the link doesn't work please try it in Google - it is well worth a read for dog lovers.
Much of what is said chimes with us about our eldest Boy, Ranulf. He is coming up to 17 although (always difficult to pinpoint age with dogs found as strays) and we have had him for 15 plus years, a vet friend of mine suggesting he was about 15 - 18 months when he arrived.
He was discovered in a pound in Rochdale and was due to be put down the next day. The retired woman who found him spent her life visiting local authority pounds in her campervan and contacting bespoke UK Rescues to see if they had vacancies for dogs threatened with imminent death. Ranulf was lucky and she found him a spot in a Border Collie Rescue in Northamptonshire, a significant (although not unusual) round trip for her. We found him there and took him as he was a Border Collie crossed with a Catherine wheel! That is, he was full of energy, hyperactive and completely mad. We had three other full border collies then who, we felt sure, would calm him and show him the ropes. Eventually, that came to pass.
Nowadays, he is slow, hard of hearing, has recurring seizures, and is unstable with back legs that cross and trip him up frequently. He scrapes his back knuckles on the floor so
hard tracks and roads are no longer suitable for him. Nonetheless, he looks forward to and comes out for a one 1 k walk most morning with his four younger brothers: these walks always start with me helping him into the van but he jumps out when we arrive at soft grassy fields. He walks with me because he knows I had a replacement knee this year and need watching out for. He doesn't go on the afternoon walks with my wife now. Because of his raft of medication, he is always hungry so watches every move you make although this gets less and less as he sleeps soundly more and more. He loves the log burner, he beats his tail when you put another log on and wants to kiss you. Our aim/hope now is to get him into his 17th year as good as he is and cherish every day on that journey.
As a footnote, we took another dog - this time a full border collie - from the same Rescue and, when we arrived, Ranulf's guardian angle (ie the woman who first rescued him) was there with another delivery. She recognised Ranulf and asked us to all have our photos take together and then cried her eyes out.
Sorry for this long, difficult to write, post.