They say life begins at 40. Well mine really began when I gave up “normal” life and started rescuing doggies.
When I was young I imagined, like most girls I guess, that I would grow up, get married, have a couple of kids, a career etc. Maybe get a dog- (probably a Labrador as I had an andrex puppy teddy from birth). How wrong I was ….and how glad I am (in the most part).
One day I found a starving staffie on the end of a chain, being bred from for beer money, while searching the neighbour’s gardens for the source of a harrowing crying. This day/dog changed my life unrecognisably. The most beautiful little olive-eyed girl, the one I didn’t get to save, and my one regret. That day changed my life forever. Little did I know then that there would be no marriage, no “normal life”, holidays, kids, the usual – it would become a vocation – to spend my life trying to save those of the most in need.