Freckles came to live with us via Carrick Dog Shelter in Co. Monaghan. He is an extraordinary dog who survived the most appalling handling from what we call the human race. I would suggest though that the person who mishandled Freckles shouldn't be called human. He took weeks to recover from his ordeal and spent a lot of time in intensive care at the shelter, with daily followed by weekly visits from the County Vet plus lots of love and attention from all the brilliant staff at the shelter. It was a long road to recovery but so worthwhile!
The first time we met Freckles (his name was Bones then) took our breath away, especially when he moved his little tail when I stroked him under his chin. Even though he couldn't stand up or move his head there was still a spark in his eyes which endeared everyone around him. He survived his ordeal and he is now a very curious dog who wants everyone he meets to be his play friend - dog or person.



Freckles hates cars, hoovers and hairdryers. He loves his food, incoming post from the post man, long walks and swims, resting on your feet and being hand fed. He is not that pushed on showers or having his hair brushed, but vanity is getting to him and he is beginning to adore the attention.


He loves our kitten Millie, but Millie is not that pushed on having a daily wash by Freckles' rather large and wet tongue, or having her toys munched and eaten by what to her seems like an enormously large and over friendly dog! Lately they have been getting up to some mischievous tricks together, which means double trouble but wonderful antics for us to watch.







