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settling in
I rescued the then named 'Trevor' dog from the local dog pound.
He came with a broken leg and a desperate need for love.
For 6 weeks he was in a heavy dressing, terrified and an emotional wreck, he slept for almost two weeks , recovering from whatever his plight may have been, slowly but surely he has become a wonderful companion, albeit a handful at times.
He adores the beach and my bed, he adores the fields and my bed, he loves everybody and my bed!
He won't get much bigger they said, well in that case my bed has shrunk !