Don’t mind the gap –

It really is not a great divide.

I am not talking about the gap between the tube and the platform.  This would be my advice to my fellow country pooches who were arriving from Hungary.

Mummy took me on the tube earlier today as we travelled to north London to meet the next group of dogs arriving after a long drive from Hungary – to be fostered and adopted.  And I had a mission.

I was on that van once, more than two years ago now, arriving in South Mimms and I have since adapted to living in London, a fab place to live, in my opinion.

There are lots of parks to run in, millions of squirrels, lots of doggy social time, most hoomans love me – life has been good.  And I wanted to impart my own experiences to them, to tell them not to worry too much about coming to a new country.  Unlike what hoomans think amongst themselves, for us pooches there are no “gaps” that cannot be overcome just because we come from other side of the boundaries.  There may potentially be some behavioural issues, like I had but that’s not because we’re “immigrants” but simply because we haven’t been taught to live by human rules.

It was here that the transporter van came with me and other doggies inside of it.This is the first time I am going back to where our adventures began.

But before they van arrived after a long journey from Hungary that started yesterday, I met a lot of these wonderful hoomans we were there to take home at least one of my fellow country pooches who have escaped the streets and Killing Stations in Hungary. I got a lot of hugs and attention.It maybe raining and possibly snowing in London by tonight but for sure each and every one of these dogs will be at a home this evening – all warm and cosy and no longer hungry. It will be strange at first but guys and gals, it will be alright. You’re on your way.

May’s comment:  I went along with Kim who is fostering one of the dogs coming over through Hungary Hearts Dog Rescue a dog rescue charity that I have become very familiar with and who gave me George.It was amazing to return to the scene once again more than two years since I got George.

The last time I was here, we were in such a hurry because the van was arriving early. I was anxious and really not know what to expect. I was picking up a dog to foster – I had never done this before.

I remembered having just bought a Double Whopper from Burger King (my first on years!) and just as I started eating it – a message came through that the dogs have arrived. Managing only half of it and chucking the rest, as we ran across the car park to the van. This time again for old times sake, I got another double whopper. This is my first Burger King since then! I gulped down this one too.

Unlike that day two years ago, today, we waited in the rain for the van to arrive.  This time I knew some of the people who were there to meet the arrival of the dogs – mainly the ones who foster and part of the admin team. It is a lovely community of people who put in so much effort to bring these dogs safely over.

And we were also there to meet the two retriever cross puppies who our very privileged dogs helped to bring over for a new chance at life. So excited!  More on this later …

2 Comments

  1. Margaret Danks

    I would love to foster but with working full time, an old cat of 15, and Maggiedog who is not receptive to new dogs, it would be difficult. I have so much admiration for fosterers. Bless you all.

  2. Fantastic work! Well done to you and the incredible team xxx

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