If Dogs Wrote Newspapers

If dogs wrote newspapers this would be the kind of story we would print. All we want to do is spread a little light and a lot of love.

A woman with a kind face and a white uniform cups my chin into her hands. “Oh what lovely dogs,” she says.

She feels in need of love. I look deep into her eyes and let it flow from my heart to hers.

“I work in a care home and I fostered an elderly greyhound for one of our residents,” she says. “She was completely white and a rescue dog, beautiful nature she had. I brought her into work every day and she would sleep beside her owner’s bed.”

A smile appears across her face and I can see her make a picture of a beautiful female greyhound. Two swans glide by on the river as she lets out a deep sigh.

“I did this for three months,” she says, “and she passed away two days after her owner died. We really missed her after she had gone.

It was so nice to have a dog in the house and the children both loved her. She brought us a lot of joy and if I am ever in a situation where I am not working full time I would definitely adopt a greyhound.”

When that day comes she will make a wonderful companion for a rescue hound.

If dogs wrote newspapers this would be the kind of story we would print.

All we want to do is spread a little light and a lot of love.

Eivor

whippet in forest

 

Author: whippetwisdom

The stories, poems and photographs on this blog are the original creative work of Xenia Tran. Inspired by life in the Scottish Highlands and in awe of nature she gives voice to the wisdom of her two rescue whippets Eivor and Pearl.

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