Rodney first came to the Trust as a stray in April 2008. This easygoing dog was quickly chosen and went to a new home, he was doing very well until he had a seizure. He was returned to the Trust in September 08 and at the age of approx 10 years and suffering fits you may think his future was bleak but you’d be wrong, four people immediately came forward to adopt him.
He went to his new home October 2008 and lives with his harem of three bitches. They immediately took to him, looking to him for leadership and guidance, they follow him around always letting him pass through doors first, never attempting to take his food from his bowl and letting him have first choice of everything.
In short Rodney is revered in his own home. Being the strong silent type he takes the responsibility of his harem in his stride always calm and quietly in control.
His origins are unknown, he looks like a Dachshund Border Collie cross but his most striking feature was his very long thick woolly coat.
About every three months he attends his beautician where his personal stylist Pat cuts and styles his hair as he drinks coffee from her mug as though its been made for him. At the end of the styling session he has a bath and blow dry and finally before leaving he has a rose spray on his newly manicured body.
On arrival home his harem rush to the gate to greet their leader, where has he been without them? Why did he leave them? What has he been doing? Why were the not allowed with him? Tails wagging, their noses stuck to his highly scented coat, could this really be Rodney? It looks like Rodney, acts like Rodney, definitely doesn’t smell like Rodney. They’re frantic is someone impersonating their leader? Have they a fraudster in their midst. Worried dogs mill about, unsure now, what can they do? Who can they trust?
Rodney calmly goes about his business but surreptitiously moves out of sight to the back of the garden where he has a secret roll in some rotting vegetation before returning to the kitchen.
His harem run forward, noses stuck on his coat again, AHHHHH IT IS RODNEY, THAT’S HIS SMELL, all returns to normal, dogs relax, sleeping position taken up once again.
Rodney’s home again.
Rodney little short legs step over the side of his bed. Settling down he quietly reflects on his high status in his new home.
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