“Let’s go and volunteer at NCAR” was the start of our journey. Wandering up the driveway with excitement and with great anticipation. Out come a tan coloured Staffie and that was it.

Welcome our lump of gorgeousness Diesel. He was in his golden years who just wanted to be in a warm loving home with his own bed and lots of peace and quiet. No fuss, no threat.

We fostered Diesel for 7 months. He was riddled with arthritis, he couldn’t see properly and he was very scared but that all changed the night we left him in the kitchen on his quilt to rest. We weren’t too sure if he was going to survive the night but he did.

He would flinch when moved and he would sit and cry with tears that would roll down his face. That all soon changed. We would leave him to sleep and made him a cosy sleep area under stairs where he would watch us come and go. His tail going 90 to the dozen.

He was waddle up to us when we came in the house. He just loved a cuddle and a gentle squeeze He snored, broke wind!!and belched It would take a hour to walk around the village we live in because he was the star of the show.

He would dance around the lounge with us. He would comfort me when I was sad and he would talk to us. but those 7 months that we had him he was just gorgeous. Diesel left a massive paw print on our hearts when he went over the rainbow bridge and is buried in the memorial garden at NCAR. We think about him all the time.

God bless you beautiful boy xx