RUPERT!!

RUPERT!!

When Rupert was fetched to us by the Police in January 2022, it was clear that he had had a very hard life. He had been found tied to rubbish bins in Doncaster town centre. The dog wardens weren’t working and the rspca didn’t want him. They had no one to send out…to be fair if they had seen a photo of him they would have made the effort, not for Rupert, but for the media/cash opportunity he would have provided.
Emaciated just under 20 kg, exhausted, his lip hanging off and an infected mouth, too sore to eat.
Injuries consistent with badger baiting.
He stole my heart and everyone else’s who he ever met. Such a gentle soul. When he was well enough he was neutered and his lip stitched back by our vet at the time, the fabulous Chris from Donaldson’s, in our own vet room…which I miss immensely. He made the trip to Scotland with us and all the other animals. A few people had wanted him but I needed a special home for Rupert, a very special one and thankfully just a month ago his mom & dad travelled from Tobermory to come and get him. It was really hard to let him go but that’s what we do and just look at him now.
If you are ever in Tobermory and you see Rupert with his mom & dad, please send me pictures…
UPDATE….me and Jo have just had a cheeky trip to the Isle of Mull to see Rupert….It was amazing to see him so happy…even if his waistline is expanding….no mom, there are no ribs to be seen there….
Lovely…
Percy

Percy

Great old fella who needs a taste of paradise before the bridge. Ten years old in a few months though you wouldn’t know it and has an eyes for the ladies. Percy arrived here a few days ago and thinks everything is hilarious. Nice neighbours and the foods epic!  We think he has always been kenneled by himself so we are looking for a special greyhound savvy home.
Big lemon at 32 kgs. We would be thrilled to see him on a sofa.

Church St Millie

Church St Millie bn 8th September 2019.

She last raced at Doncaster on the 29th April 2023.

50 races she had under her belt, including 9 firsts and 7 seconds. Not a bad career.

True to form she ended up on the streets in South Yorkshire and ended up at Cliffe kennels. She had a week there and was picked up by Glencoe’s mom and dad on Tuesday 19th March.

Today, Sunday the 24th March she has bagged herself a new home. One where she will be safe and loved for the rest of her life.

Thanks to everyone, again…

I have been typing the same story for the past 28 years…

Still, there isn’t a problem with the racing industries there??

Deb

Another bad day…

Another bad day…

Crossfield Sean. 20.7.16 – 20.3.24
Pure eye candy. Steer was quite frankly magnificent.
A wonderful sponsor dog who eventually found his place in the world on the sofa of two special people. To our amazement he took to it like a duck to water.  He came to live at our expense about five years ago. A bundle of nerves and had he got loose would have run himself into the ground until he collapsed. Steer was far safer with us and used to hide at the back of the pen in case he was noticed.
Last August he went down the drive to a superb home, quickly filling the hole left by another sponsor Boe. We would like to thank his Mum & Dad for giving him a chance and providing him with a well deserved taste of honey. His mom and dad are reeling from the pain and so are we.
He fell ill this week and deteriorated quickly. We lost him today and his mom and dad are devastated. Tia would also like to thank his loyal band of supporters.
This is so bitterly unfair.
There’s a very empty kennel at Tia tonight.

There’s a very empty kennel at Tia tonight.

James has just clocked off his final shift. Tia never knew how old he really was. That’s the trouble with lurchers and frankly we don’t know how his girl will cope. Kiah lives for him as he did her. We knew it was coming but that doesn’t make it any easier. His story is best told in his own words (sort of).
“It was May 2018 when they threw me out of a van in Doncaster. I remember it was blazing hot and I was running in the fields for what seemed like days.”
“Three days I slept when I came to Tia, three whole days. You said you didn’t know if I was going to make it. I did hear you even though I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I took your tablets and ate the food. The vet room is a lovely quiet place.”
“So, you’ve rehomed me 4 times now. Which bit of I want to live at Tia don’t you understand?!”
We threw in the towel. James has been part of the furniture ever since. A tough as teak lamper who relished looking after us all and particularly excelled as office dog. James must have watched hundreds of dogs go out through the door and promptly snuggled back into Kiah’s neck in case some idiot had any more bright ideas. His world was Kiah and Tia and that was enough for James.
More than enough. Sleep tight big fella…