I’m Dobby, a lurcher and according to my Mummy, a handsome boy.
I wasn’t always beautiful or loved though. When I was about six months old mummy found me eating out of the cat food tins in her recycling bins! She took me to the vets to see if I had something called a chip in my neck. I don’t know why they were looking for chips cos there were none of them in her recycling boxes, I was very hungry I would have found them!
Anyways I had no chip and mummy said she would keep me unless I was claimed. Well, boy, am I glad no one claimed me cos at mummy’s house I had loads of food. I got a bed of my own, although I do like to sleep on what mummy and daddy say are sofas and chairs. These days, I’m always going on adventures. So here’s my first blog – a little tribute to my hometown Chester.