Yesterday I had a very hard day.
I was on my way back from town, and I found a gorgeous and friendly staffy chained up to a bench. I was crying and yowling so I sat with him for a bit.
After about 10 minutes, the owner of the pub opposite Informed me the dog had been out there for an hour already.
In the sun. No water. No shelter. Nothing.
So I sat with him. I had no money on my phone, so I begged the owner of the pub to call the police and the RSPCA. The dog warden and the police were disgusting.
A kind passer by got the dog a bottle of water. Another brought some dogfood.
One hounded the RSPCA.
So, eventually, the dog (Kain) was picked up.
Around 7 hours later.
I'd been there, in the baking hot sun for 6.
I'm so sunburnt, I have blisters on my arms, hands and face, my lips are split and I'm covered in scratches. Poor Kain had very long claws but wanted to jump and lick faces so I have some very deep and nasty scratches on my arms and chest.
I was supposed to give blood today, but I can hardly stand, so I'm going to miss it and go next time.
It was all worth it. I couldn't just walk past and leave the boy.
If you know someone in the Ipswich area who wants a dog, please please please, tell them about Kain. He should be up for adoption soon and he's a beautiful dog.