This poor dog had been trapped in his own waste and had obviously had no food or water for days. But what really hit me was the horrendous smell – a combination of rotting flesh and faeces. Sitting on the examining table in the veterinary practice, Buddy resembled a bag of bones. Armed with a bag of antibiotics and care instructions from Ian, I took Buddy home. When it came to finding myself a partner, it was a case of ‘love me, love Buddy and my horses too’.

Source: Daily Mirror July 05, 2020 06:00 UTC