My name is Grandpa Blue and this is my story ...
As you can probably tell, I’m a rather elderly chap. After 13 long and wonderful years with my owner, we are now apart for the first time in my life, and I miss him terribly.
I knew something was wrong when he forgot to take me for our afternoon stroll we loved so much. I thought it was a one off, but he then started forgetting to fill my bowl, or let me out in the garden. They say it was because he had something called ‘Dementia’. The worst thing was when he couldn’t remember my name. It broke my heart.
That’s when I was brought to Dogs Trust. My owner looked so sad when he said goodbye. I know he still loves me, but he couldn’t look after me anymore.
My first few days here were really hard, as I waited patiently for him to come back. But the people here are so incredibly kind. They seem to understand exactly what makes me feel uncomfortable or upset, like being alone, so they let me join them in reception where I always have company. Over time, they’ve made me feel more at home.
The vets give me medicine for my sore ears, and make all the aches and pains in my joints go away, so I can enjoy my strolls around the Centre without any trouble. Sometimes I can even stretch to a gentle game of fetch!
After a long day of pats on the head, sniffs around the centre and puzzle games filled with treats, I love relaxing in my heated kennel surrounded my soft toys and blankets. I now feel ready to find love with a new family like I’d once had. Dogs Trust are helping me find them, and they say it’s all thanks to kind people like you.
Please help Dogs Trust mend more broken hearts like mine.