Saying thanks and goodbye to John.
Monday saw the Wigeon coming into my care from the rescue centre. She had a wonderful start to her life from mum, Teasel, and John the rescue centre manager and his team! As I said I've not had a pup to bring on for 11 years so this is probably going to be a bit of a culture shock to my routine for a while. 11 years older I might be but I'm not sure about being 11 years wiser. I put in a typo of '11 years wider' then! How true that bit is.
Travelling home was fine. 60+ miles and not sick once. A re-assuring cuddle from new Granny Liz and all was well. There was a dog cage in the back in case Wigeon was horribly car sick, but not a bit of it. This 8 week old took everything in her stride and wasn't even put off by big lorries on the motorway. She arrived at her new home in Scotland and now a whole new chapter in Wigeon's life begins.
