Longish story as to how I came to have her, but suffice to say the mutt was about to be either made homeless or put to sleep if I hadn't agreed to take her 'for a few days' (credit crunch = all shelters full to the rafters).
So a few days turned into a few weeks, and we are getting on so well that I've decided to adopt her officially. Which her old owner (who has lost her home due to various personal circs and had to move in with family who will not entertain the idea of a dog) is delighted about, because I'm very much a 'dog person'. After an unsettled first week where she was clearly not happy at being 'abandoned' with some stranger, she seems to have decided that I'll do and has settled right down into a routine.
She is part Chow and part something else - possibly Staff, she has brindle bits on her paws and muzzle. She's nine, so not exactly a spring chicken, but healthy. I will be insuring her (found several who'll insure a dog her age which is good).
Her name is Cam. Apparently she is named after some statistical computer programme by her former owner, who is a bit of a geek. Means nothing to me but she knows it, so she's obviously keeping it...
Several forummers have been to visit her already. She receives visitors with much grace, once I've assured her that they don't need to be barked at for having the temerity to knock on the door. (Round here, it is no bad thing to have a dog that 'defends' the place - protect the precious bikes against thieves!)
Some bad phone pics:
Aha, I appear to have sneaked onto the bed. Aren't I smug.
Some bastard's put me down onto the floor. Damn them.
Hmm, someone's bought me a cosy new bed. Never had one of those before...it'll do.
