I have known Lucky since he was a pup as he used to belong to a neighbour. His name is a bit inappropriate really : his first owners took him from the street where he had been abandoned and whist with them chased a cat (sadly encouraged to do so) and ended up under a car. He went into the forest into hiding and led to a ‘search party’ to find him. Sadly his owner had to return to the UK and despite trying to rehome him were unable to do so. Fortunately (for Lucky) we were moving (with our four cats) to a detatched home and we adopted him. He has scars on his body and legs, broken teeth and a perpetual ‘life does me no favours’ type of look. He chases cats, runs from pups, tolerates life and barks and snaps at anything that buzzes (he has constant bites and stings as a result). He is a man of routine, has no social decorum and produces abundant amountsof pet nectar. He constantly needs a bath and hates water: even refuses to toilet or go for a walk if there is a hint of rain. Given choice he would stay in ‘bed’ 24/7 – probably read a cheap tabloid newspaper – headlines, page 3 and sport. In addition to the above he is a Heinx 47. Obviously boxer, a hint of mastiff and a suggestion of Rhodesian Ridgeback.