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You didn’t have to be a dog lover to feel your heart break at the news reports of the fire at the Manchester Rescue Centre which killed more than fifty dogs last night.

Two local men broke into the burning complex to kick down doors and rescue as many dogs as they could; locals jammed roads on their way to the scene with food and blankets and overnight more than a million pounds has been raised for the charity.

That the fire was started deliberately is horrifying enough, but what is perhaps even more haunting is the fact that this was the second tragedy to befall these poor dogs, having already been abandoned by the people who they trusted to care for them.

While cute puppies remain commodities to be bought on a whim and discarded when the hard work becomes apparent, there will be little respite for the rescue centres who try so hard to re home these abandoned dogs.

Fifty dogs lost their lives in horrendous circumstances yesterday but 9,000 perfectly re-homeable dogs are killed each year in this country by Pounds and ‘Rescue’ organisations simply because there are no homes for them.

As I watched the pictures of the wonderful people of Manchester lining up to help outside the smouldering Rescue Centre my one consoling thought was that perhaps people might now be moved to show similar compassion and help save the lives of the 25 dogs a day who die silently all for the want of a family to love them.

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Seven years ago today my life was tipped upside down by a small, yappy bundle of cuteness. I thought I’d done my homework. I thought I knew dogs, but in hindsight I knew about as much as Jon Snow. I’m still only scratching the surface in terms of my understanding of these acutely intelligent, sensitive creatures so many of us share our lives with. 

As my blog has chronicled, Little Bear hasn’t been the easiest of dogs. He has challenged me emotionally and intellectually from day one and we’ve had our fair share of dark days when I’ve doubted us both. 

I used to often catch myself wondering what life might have been like had he been a different dog. If he’d been born with the laid-back genes of my beloved childhood Springer or had the take-anywhere personality of those dogs who happily lounge under the table at pavement cafes…. But he is not that dog. He will in fact never be that sort of dog, but that’s fine with me.  

I’ve been blessed not just with an amazing companion, but with an incredible teacher.  The irony is of course that in searching for ways to better understand and help him deal with his fears, I’ve had to face down quite a few of my own. So thank you my Little Bear. Thank you for being the funny, sensitive, sweet little soul you are. My life is so much the richer for you. xxx 

And now for some shamelessly cute photographs for no other reason other than the fact that you’re shamelessly cute! 

Two mini schnauzer puppies

Little Bear and his brother.

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Our first picture

Mini schnauzer puppy Little Bear

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear with his teddy

 

 

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in the garden

Mini schnauzer Little Bear sleeping on the sofa

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in the autumn leaves

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear looking out to see

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in witches hat

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in a hat

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in the pool

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear laying down

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear sticking out his tongue

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in the  field

Mini Schnauzer Little Bear in a bandana

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