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A year with Amy Pond

I have just realized that today is Amy’s Gotcha Day- we adopted her from Pet Rescue in Harrison a year ago today (she was called Allie then).
She has definitely made a huge impact to our lives as she is a classic mix of her two main ingredients, Labrador and Pit Bull: she is sometimes intelligent, always goofy, headstrong, a total cuddlebug, good friend of Walter the cat, bratty and annoying younger sister to Faith, a bed-hog, and just a little bit crazy. She has twice managed to require a trip to the emergency vet due to her penchant for throwing herself through the underbrush with no regard for stumps and branches, and she is always 100% “on” when out for a walk, but is happy to then come home and be a total couch potato for the evening. We don’t know too much about her life down south before she came to us, but it would appear she was in the shelter system for a while (her sister was brought north just before her and adopted and lives nearby) as she took a while to start to get properly socialized- and we’re still working on it- she couldn’t be in the same room if the TV was on for the first few months, and she’s only recently stopped being inexplicably terrified of June.
We wouldn’t be without her! Here are a few random pictures of her first year with us:



















Here’s to many more years with our lovely girl!
Come along Pond
Amy Pond would like you to know …
Amy update
So we’ve just had a call from the emergency vet, and they had a run of emergencies so they are only just getting to work on Amy now 🙁
The poor thing has been there alone since I left her at about 4 (after already having waited there for 2 1/2 hours already), and as she will need time to recover from the sedation they will need to give her to clean and stitch the wound we’ve agreed with them that she will stay the night there and we will pick her up on our way home in the morning as they are on our way south (they are not going to charge us for the overnight- thank God!).
This means we will have to leave earlier than we had planned, but if we picked her up tonight she would be woozy and in a cone in a strange house with steep stairs and this way she can be home in a couple of hours and start her recuperation in familiar surroundings.
Poor Faith is a little bereft as she does not understand where her sister is, but I can take her for a last walk early in the morning and then she will see Amy and can look after her in the car on the way home.
Never a dull moment..!


























































