Christmas at Battersea: real tales of Miracles and wish is stuffed with heart-warming festive stories in regards to the bond among guy and animal, from Battersea canine and Cats Home.
'Battersea canines & Cats domestic by no means closes its doorways, no longer even on Christmas Day' - Paul O'Grady
On Christmas Day this yr, a military of committed volunteers might be making the day as exact as attainable for the four-legged citizens of Battersea, with knitted jumpers for poorly pups and turkey dinners for hungry kittens.
Christmas at Battersea positive aspects stories of rescue from Battersea's employees, and of inspirational vendors who discover a position of their hearts and houses for deserted pets.
- Scrappie the mongrel dog, left in a bin at the coldest day of the year
- Shadow the Pug, whose loyalty is helping a widow via her first Christmas alone
- The clutter of domestic dogs named after Santa's reindeer, in pressing want of a house on Christmas Eve
- Rosie the Staffie, rescued from a freezing lake
Featuring tear-jerking yet uplifting actual lifestyles tales concerning the animals that experience undergone Battersea's doorways at xmas time, Christmas at Battersea is definitely the right current for animal lovers.
Battersea canines and Cats house is the oldest and most-loved animal domestic within the kingdom, taking care of millions of misplaced, deserted or undesirable cats and canine each year. Royalties from the sale of this booklet move in the direction of aiding the paintings of Battersea canine and Cats domestic (registered charity no. 206394).
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I’d love Faith to come and live with us. She’d come along at the right time. I’d been thinking of getting a playmate for Lola. While Bertie and Kevin were thick as thieves, and Maverick and Sky were older and happy to keep each other company, Lola was on her own. As a result, she’d lost her drive to play and run and was putting on weight. She’d actually become very lazy. If Battersea concluded that Faith was suitable for our household, she might turn out to be the perfect friend for her. ’ ‘She’s very underweight and is still under the care of our veterinary team, but she’s getting stronger.
She was still constantly foraging, and though she was gaining weight, it was a continuous reminder that she had been starving for a long time before we found her. Two weeks passed and, early in December, Annie was ready for Faith. I took her back to Battersea and had a bit of a hard time letting her go. She was a special girl and I had a real soft spot for her because she’d been so ill. I knelt down and said: ‘Good luck, Faith. Be a good girl. ’ Then I handed her over to a rehomer and walked away, as the tears stinging my eyes threatened to spill over.
I took Foxy back to her kennel and, with two other members of staff, headed out once more with blankets in hand to bring the dog in. She was quite difficult to locate the second time, without Foxy’s exceptional sense of smell, but in the end we found the ditch and climbed carefully over the barbed-wire fence. The dog was still there, curled up in a ball. Although I’d been running around and was wearing thick layers, my cheeks and fingers ached from the cold and I could only imagine how frozen that dog was without an ounce of fat on her to keep her warm.