This morning, Duncan and I went along to Bolton's Destitute Animal Shelter to take some cat food which Croker is too fussy to eat. We also picked up some more food on the way and some blankets as they're always crying out for bedding at the shelter.
Whilst there, we decided to have a look at the animals as we both really want to rescue another animal because there are so many without loving homes and what's another mouth to feed? The problem is, Ruby doesn't really get along with other dogs. Occasionally another dog comes along that she gets on really well with, for example she seemed to take a shine to Dr Hamer's Patterdale. Finding the ideal dog though is no easy task. I had seen on the website that they had a dog named Molly who sounded ideal but when we got there she had already been rehomed. We wandered around the kennels and I cried like a baby as it broke my heart to see all these dogs crying out to be taken home. Poor things.
After deciding that we really weren't ready for another dog at the minute, we had a look at the cats instead. Straight away my eye was drawn to a cat which looked just like my childhood cat, the inappropriately named Snuggles - Snuggles was a vicious killer. The staff at the shelter said that I couldn't have that cat though because it didn't like dog at all, or other cats. They told me which cats would be OK for our circumstances and straight away we both took a shine to a cat named 'Sox' which was almost identical to Croker but bigger. Croker is not a small cat, in fact when he stands next to Ruby, he is actually taller, so to find a cat bigger than him is a pretty big ask. Apparently Sox is really loving too and good natured, which again sounds just like Croker who loves every other cat or dog he comes into contact with. That was it, our minds were made up, we were having Sox, although he wouldn't be keeping that name.
Keeping with our Italian Job themed cat names, he's either going to be Mr Bridger, Camp Freddie or Big William. We'll have to decide once we work out his personality though so he'll just be 'big cat' in the meantime.
Can't wait to pick him up next weekend. We couldn't take him straight away as the shelter have to come round to assess our house and make sure it's suitable for him. Can't see any reason why it won't be though.
On the way home from the shelter, Duncan dropped me off on Scout Road and I went for a run. I ran through Walker Fold and Burnt Edge, then turned back on myself and ran past the farm and out onto Coal Pit Road. I carried on along Coal Pit Road with the Trespass Stone on my left and continued along to where there is a little wooden bridge on the left which crosses the stream and then the path goes uphill, eventually coming out at the far side of the 'secret' reservoir. From there, I ran towards the shooting hut and then up to the mast. I then ran along to the trig point and down the diagonal and along to the Pigeon Tower. From there, I just ran along George's Lane and then home through my favourite field.
Total distance - 9 miles
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