Jiggy the greyhound

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2nd September 2010

We decided to go to the beach today. It was nice out, pretty warmish for September and the kids are nearing the end of the school holidays.

I'm not the biggest fan of the seaside in England. Unlike other countries the English seaside areas are incredibly commercialised, crammed full of amusement arcades and fairground rides. Noisy places with litter everywhere and the smell of greasy fried food lingering in the air.

However there are a few beaches which have been preserved as they should be. Untouched by the hands of greedy commercial enterprise and therefore they are not attractive to the louts and partygoers that stream to the 'popular' resorts.

The beach we went to is called Anderby Creek and is on the Lincolnshire coastlne.It is dog friendly and a protected area. Facilities comprise of a toilet block in the car park, a beach shop, a tiny B&B and a cafe bar..

It is situated on the coastline about between 2 of the resorts with the aforementioned noise and clutter but so much better and natural. About an hours drive from our home.

This was the first time I had taken a dog to a beach. Much as we are a nation of dog lovers there are far too many irresponsible dog owners that don't clear up their mess or control their pets etc so most beaches are dog free zones.

With me being unsure of Jiggy's reaction to the sea and beach I kept him on the lead and then upon noticing 10 or more other dogs on the beach he stayed on it. When he sees another dog he is off like a shot so he had to wait.

Eventually there was a spell of about half an hour when he was the only dog there and so off he went. Bounding into the sea. Even sprinting along the 'wash'. This was a great sight. Like something you see in the films.

After his exuberance like all greyhounds he was absolutely worn out and settled down into the beach shelter.

He did get another chance for a few sprints along the waterline before we went home. Upon getting home I made him his food, he ate a little bit and then collapsed into his bed a happy but very tired boy.

15th February 2011

Unfortunately on 7th February I received some bad news regarding my youngest son. what we (and the doctors) had thought was a quite serious food allergy was diagnosed as a pet allergy. This makes my son vomit every now and again and sometimes he can struggle to breathe.

I had to take the difficult decision to give Jiggy up, however at this point in time he is still with us. We love him dearly and want to ensure that wherever he is rehomed he gets the best treatment. A sad day but something we have to do. This will upset the children as much as myself.

If you can rehome him please contact me (e-mail addresses on the contact page.) I will update this page if he is rehomed in the time being.

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