A very sad update.

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...

Nearly 5 years James has now been under the care of Tia. He is showing his age and has given us a scare recently. He is a lovely old boy, no bother. He loves his safe life and the fresh Scottish air.

James and Kiah, although they have their own kennels are inseparable…