Good news today is that Jules, our Dobermann/Beauceron/chasse dog, is at 8 years of age going into ‘panier retraite’. At least it has been offered to us and we have accepted eagerly. I don’t know of such a thing at any other rescue organisation, but PAD have it for certain dogs in the 2nd half of their lives who for whatever reason are not easily adoptable. Jules falls into this category because of his age, 8, his necessity of being attached at all times out of the garden and, to Dobermann lovers at least, the fact that he isn’t a true Dobermann.
As far as we are concerned this changes little, we will still pay for his keep here but PAD will continue to pick up all his vet bills for the rest of his life. Better than the most expensive pet insurance for us and the fact that I am relieved of the worry hanging over me till now of one day having to justify a rejection from an adopter who I didn’t consider to be suitable for him.
So with 3 old fogies in the same household it is a race to see who reaches the exit first.
This was Jules the other day getting his usual treat on returning from our walk in the woods.