THANK you to the wonderful woman, whose name was either Shirley or Sheila, who came to my rescue a few weeks ago.
I was walking my brown labradoodle along Santa Barbara Road in Quinns Rocks on the morning of Friday, May 30 when he had a seizure.
He is only three years old and has never had anything like this.
Therefore, I was in quite a panic, being a long way from home I knew I wouldn’t be able to carry him.
This wonderful woman was travelling along the road in the opposite direction; she very quickly did a U-turn and came to help.
I was in such a state I couldn’t even lift my dog into the back of her car when she offered me a lift to the vets.
So, she lifted him in and drove us to the vets, even with the risk that my dog could very well have had an “accident” on the ba ck seat.
I just wanted to thank her again and wished I had got more than just her first name from her.
So, Shirley or Sheila, you know who you are. Thank you so very, very much for your help.
Moreover, Baxter would like to say woof, woof (thank you) too.