I truly believe that all dogs are practically perfect, in every way.
Gosseta, my beautiful rescue lurcher, marked the beginning of a beautiful adventure.
Theo, my handsome rescue greyhound, is the continuation of that adventure.
Every great love story starts with a love of dogs. In 2018, after many years of waiting for my work and life balance to align, I jointly adopted my first dog. Her name was Gosseta (which means “little dog” in Catalan). Gosseta was a beautiful brindle lurcher who stole our hearts and changed our lives. At the time, I was working as a Spanish translator in the financial services industry, a far cry from what I actually wanted to be doing – which was spending every waking moment with Gosseta. As a rescue, it took her a long time to settle into home life, yet with lots of gentle and positive training, she blossomed from a nervous pup to a princess in the park and a real diva at home!
Even greater love stories start with epic foster fails! I met Theo at the start of lockdown, rescue centres were filling up fast with greyhounds who had been retired from the tracks. Like many of his pointy nose friends, Theo needed a foster home. When Theo came home with me, he was understandably physically and emotionally exhausted, and after a few weeks with him, so was I! However, time, and a true understanding of his complex needs, is helping him to heal. The search for Theo’s forever family was not quite so easy, he received as many rejections as he did enquiries. With each “no” from potential adopters, I felt myself getting more and more protective over him. So much so, that three months into our journey, I formally adopted him. Shortly afterwards, Theo and I moved from lovely but busy London to lovely, calm Lancashire. And this is where we will stay, filling up chapters of our journey together, enjoying our happily ever after.