I am in a state of excitement. If you are not a dog lover then this will bore you senseless but if you are try this…..
In 2001 I headed into the Edinburgh Cat and Dog home and found the love of my doggy life. A wee hairy haggis called Flora. She had been found wandering the streets heavily pregnant and nearly bald. They operated on her to get the pups out – they looked like Collies much larger than Flo – and she was a great Mum despite the fact she was on a drip for 3 months. She didn’t complain once. So that day she came home with me and from the day to this we have been the best of friends.
I call her my terrorist because she has more character in one of her hairy wee toes than most have in their entire canine bods. She is feisty, gentle, loving, cheeky and now at the age of 14 a hairy smelly sausage of love – well that’s what I call her.
So I take photos of her. Talk to her. Walk with her. Lie on the floor and adore her. Her teeth are few, her hair is a tangle and her determination to do her own thing legendary.
She runs our house and as I see her age – she has had a couple of wee strokes – I get teary even thinking about life without my hairy haggis so it was with nothing less than deep joy – if not a modicum of scepticism when a guy called Jim left a note on the blog and here it is….
“I believe that Flora is a Glen of Imaal Terrier – or at least partially so. She looks just like my Glennie “Tigger”, found in a trash dumpster some 8 years ago.
Cheers!
Jim”
Jim I can’t thank you enough. Really. Well of course I have been trawling the internet and agog as there is now no doubt in my mind. My hairy wee half haggis half womble is in point of fact a Glen Of Imaal Terrier. Well I think so ……what do you think?
