When Three Becomes Two
I’ve just received a message about Merlin, a brave dog who I’ve written about several times since he was first rescued from a terrible breeding farm (read Merlin’s journey here.) Merlin is currently with...
Category: Puppy Farming
Out Of The Darkness Into The Light
In July I had the honour of co-judging the Puppy Farm Survivor class at the DBARC Fun Day, the winner of which is annually awarded the Susie-Belle Memorial Award. This year was a very...
Penny’s New Life -Part Two
Here’s Part Two of Penny’s Journey, following on from this. It begins with us hearing from 13 year old Aimee’s mum, Ruth before we learn more about how Aimee considers how she can help...
Penny’s New Life – Part One
This is one of the most inspiring guest blogs I’ve had the pleasure of sharing. It’s the first of two which document the early days in the life of Penny, a recently adopted ex-breeding...
Lucy, A Year On
GUEST BLOG You may remember a year ago, I introduced Lucy, who had arrived at the Diana Brimblecombe Animal Rescue Centre in a dire state of health. After much care and dedication from many,...
Schnauzerfest Goes Global
During the 2017 Schnauzerfest weekend, I received a message of support from a rescue group in Australia. They’d been watching Schnauzerfest grow for a couple of years and made a suggestion for partnering up...
June Book Giveaway
Recently I wrote about the tough economics of the publishing industry and effects of high discounting on authors and illustrators (see here). I shared that I made less than £55 last year in royalties...
Goodbye Darcie
When we bring dogs into our lives we begin a story of love and loss. It’s almost inevitable that at whatever age they join our home, whether a puppy or older, we will outlive...
When A Quiet Path Beckons We Take It
We live deep in the countryside of the Nouvelle Aquitaine region of France, an area best known to British visitors as the Dordogne but to the French as Périgord. It’s a picturesque area throughout...
Is Talking Money Still Taboo? Too Bad If So…
There’s nothing like doing end of year accounts to make me remember just how much I dislike sitting in front of a computer to input numbers and not words. I was a terrible maths...