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TRIBUTES
                                                                    Lucia
      We remember clearly arriving at GIN to collect Alegria in
      April 2012, we saw her immediately, Sandra was walking
      her, she was this   beautiful honey colour with the  longest
      tail we had ever seen with a white tip which lay on the
      ground,  in a gentle way she jumped up at Richard in
      greeting, something she never stopped doing, she knew we
      were there for her. I went into the office to complete the
      formalities and chatting away, Carolyn said to me this isn’t
      the sort of dog that plays with a tennis ball…… that became
      our catchphrase, her tennis balls, the brighter and   newer
      the better were her “precious”. If no-one was throwing them
      for her she would play on her own, bouncing and catching, knocking them round the garden and
      bounding around chucking them up in the air, she was so animated in her play.
      We backed onto a large park in Harrow which made walking easy. She was remarkably
      obedient and after three months, the magic milestone,  I let her off lead for the first time the park
      space was immense and inviting and she just flew, she ran, she ran so fast with such utter
      enjoyment and her great long tail balancing her as she sped round corners, people stopped to
      watch, she was utterly joyous her face alive with the freedom. We got home and she lay down
      and slept a long exhausted sleep.
      The ultimate food thief, carefully removing items from the bbq, I was making Yorkshire puddings
      and I had cracked the egg into the flour, turned away, came back, no egg, no mess, questioned
      whether I had even put the egg in(?) then I saw the shell, she’d siphoned it out of the flour. First
      Christmas dinner the capon was out of the oven resting, she had the whole leg and thigh off in a
      moment. Her most favourite treat was a large handful of spaghetti with Pesto.

                               In February 2013 we adopted a 12 week old Rhodesian
                               ridgeback x pitbull, Rusty, they became inseparable.  In
                               January 2014 we moved to SW France with the horses to the
                               middle of the  Dordogne countryside, no roads, no traffic an
                               enormous amount of space as we have 14 acres, and the
                               dogs absolutely loved it.
                               Having the space we took in another galgo, she was old,
                               around 12 and had been used for breeding all her life, dumped
                               into a perrera with little possibility of adoption. She came up
                               from Spain and was given the once over by Lu, because Lu
                               was a snob!  We called her Joy as she had never had a name,
                               her whole demeanour was one of absolute joy and
      contentment.  Sadly we lost Rusty, young, Lu’s total soulmate, to a sudden and untreatable lung
      disease, he was gone within a week, the vet came to the house and we sat with him and Lu was
      right there, would not leave his side.  Lu grieved, she was depressed for a while, it was
      desperately sad to see, she lost interest in most things, including food.



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