That Was Then and This is Now

Further to my shamelessly self-centred dog-blog earlier, I thought I would continue the canine theme having obtained a special photograph.

Dave, pictured previously, is, like his pals, a rescue dog. I have had him about three months. Prior to that he had been plucked from the streets of a provincial town where he had collapsed because he was near death, weighing as he did just 19 kg (half his proper weight) and being so infested with mange that he had chewed off large parts of his coat.

His rescue warranted a story in the Carrot and Cow and, as no-one else was in a rush to take him on, Pither took him into The Towers to join the pack.

Below is the photo used in the story about his rescue and one of those photos I told you about which were taken a few days ago. Quite a difference, eh?
(Incidentally, and for Ginni, that's not Pither with him - it's a lad from the rescue centre)