I tried to put a comment on yesterdays blog but it doesn't seem to have worked, I cannot work my own technology!
In reply to the comment that is on there, we didn't find any sunshine, the photo is an old one but it does show Steven on one our typical walks, also Nettie who is mentioned in the poem and sadly no longer with us, the other two dogs are Khan and Spryte.
I find the picture both poignant and beautiful, it seems such a long time ago.
Just as I sat down to write this the phone rang. It was a gentleman from Surbiton who ran a hairdressers and also owns two Staffords. A young girl took a young male Stafford to him today, knowing he was a Stafford owner and asked him to take the dog else she was just going to let it go in the park!
When he tried to introduce him to his dogs he wasn't good so he had put him in a large crate he used occassionally. He was really ringing for advice and I was able to reassure him the dog would be fine in the crate overnight.
He was in his sixties and he and his wife had always had Staffords, he was heart broken at the way they had become so "disposable". From his description the difference between his two loved, well adjusted dogs and this unruly, ill bred youngster was apparent. He was still hoping to be able to keep him.
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