A bit of background.......

Yogi is an endearing bundle of black fur. Possibly a Belgian Shepherd crossed with Collie maybe. We came across him while he was "banged up" in the local animal rescue centre nearly 7 years ago. Having recently lost Spook to senile dementia, a lovely, very old Greyhound x, we were looking for some company for Max, a Labrador x. We thought that we would look for an older dog, possibly a calm bitch, who would benefit from a peaceful home and the company of friendly Max. Since plans never seem to go exactly as they should, we met Yogi. He was sitting in his cage with his face pressed up against the bars, not barking or running around, but seemed to be saying urgently with that gorgeous, expressive face that he has "pick me, pick me. PLEASE !!". A walk followed and he got on well with Max, that seemed to settle it. Then we had a chat with the kennel owners. Apparently he had been picked up as a stray, then re-homed twice but could not settle. He had separation anxiety and was rather uncontrollable they said. They were quite right too :o). His separation anxiety was sorted out fairly quickly by using common sense and a good routine. His boisterous and unpredictable behaviour has taken far longer. He is now just about getting there. He has managed to get himself into some amazing scrapes along the way. Jumping from a first floor window (no injuries), escaping from a garden miles from home and wandering into someones house so they could sort him out, jumping over a barbed wire fence and not quite making it (nasty injuries) and finding a hornets nest and stepping on it (badly stung). But despite his wayward ways, he is a loving, intelligent, happy soul who gives so much pleasure to all who meet him.