In my heart I doubted I would find my doggy soul-mate. But, I thought maybe I was due a little good luck, especially as my hopes for a 2-legged soul-mate are thwarted at every turn.
Imagine my excitement when I saw a Boo look-a-like: shaggy, rakish, unkempt and boisterous. He was called 'Mojo'. I went to enquire about him. Dear me. It was not good news: hyperactive, destructive, can't be left alone, hates cats, barks constantly. Sadly, I had to accept, despite his dishevelled charm, Mojo was not the one for me. I explained I was looking for a calmer dog, after all, there is my OAP Dalmatian, Kipper, to consider. He would not take kindly to some randy, highly-strung whippersnapper muscling in on his patch.
The nice Dogs Trust lady suggested I meet a gentle labrador-cross called Honey. She was as quiet as a dormouse. I took her for a little walk. We had a chat. She was beautiful, but her ears were a bit wonky. I worry that makes me sound shallow, but somehow Honey wasn't for me either. I am not sure I could live with those ears. The search continues.