Well, it's finally happened. We took Murgatroyd to her new home yesterday morning. Ironically, it was very close to where she was found after she had been dumped. The actual handover was easier than I expected it to be as it was busy with paperwork, collars, tags and so on. It really began to sink in once we were home, and especially last night. The night before (her last night with us) she has spent the night on our bed, her bony little bum and legs poking me and then coming up to me for a morning cuddle as soon we all awoke. Last night, the bed was greyhound free and it seemed odd this morning without that wonky nose and bright eyes greeting me. Still, her new home will look after her - I was particularly impressed that her new owner has designated a very comfy green velvet reclining chair for her. She is also living in an area blessed with fabulous walks.

Photos attached of her last walk with us, down at Rumney playing fields.

When we got back from delivering her, a very pleasant surprise was waiting for us in the post. The landlord and landlady of the property we rented in Powys had sent us a very nice note, wishing us all the best for the future, and thanking us for leaving the property in an "immaculate" condition - with the note, was a Book Token! What a thoughtful and kind gesture, followed up today by an equally nice letter from the estate agent we used returning our deposit in what must be record time. Having lived in a variety of rented establishments during my life I can honestly say this is the first time a landlord has ever done this, although to be fair when I lived in Plymouth my landlord/lady lived upstairs and would often leave little notes or bars of chocolate - as they were an exceptionally nice couple. Something like this goes a long way in boosting my slightly jaded faith in human nature. The irony is that i felt there was more cleaning that could be done, and Andrew was not happy that the garden was up to his standards.

The weather continues to be very hot. Andy bit a hole in the paddling pool when Andrew was trying to inflate it for him and Booty (that dog was definately behind the door when they were handing out the brains). Andrew tried squirting them with the hose pipe today - Booty loved it but Andy ran away and hid in the undergrowth.