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Wednesday, 8 August 2012

One Dog at a Time ( Book Review )

One dog at a time book cover

I've been meaning to do these book reviews for a while now but never got round to it, so i thought i will make the effort now before i end up with to many to do, plus i think Sheba's enjoying having a break away from blogging.

This is another of my favourites and another true story this time featuring dogs.  It's about British Army sergeant Pen Farthing serving in the Royal Marines on his tour of Helmand in Afghanistan. A lifelong dog lover not only does he find himself fighting against the Taliban but also the stray dogs of Afghanistan.

His task wasn't made easy by the fact no pets are allowed on army grounds and the Afghanistan's love of dog fighting. So he had to try and hide the dogs and work around his army duties and caring for the dogs and also keeping the dogs safe from the Afghan soldiers who wanted the dogs for dog fighting and also shared the compound with the British Army. So he enlists the help of his wife in England to help in getting in touch with rescue centres in Afghanistan to try and arrange transport to get the dogs out of the Army compound and to safety. It's a lovely heart warming story but will also bring a tear to your eye. Be warned when you start reading it you won't be able to put it down it's addictive.


Sgt Farthing with dog
Sgt. Farthing with a new friend.
British Army sergeant Pen Farthing, now retired, first deployed to Afghanistan in 2006. He had no idea what awaited him, beyond fighting the Taliban. He found the living conditions in Afghanistan shocking: “There was no electricity and sanitation was non-existent.”
Apart from the heat, Farthing decided on first impression that the worst aspect of Afghanistan was the dust. This was notorious even in 1897, when the dust on Dr. Watson’s clothing caused Sherlock Holmes to observe, as his first words in Arthur Conan Doyle’s first Sherlock Holmes story, “You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive.”
Farthing soon perceived the stray dogs of Now Zad, the town where he was stationed. They were “hard to miss,” he writes, “especially during the dark hours as they roamed the town and perimeter of the compound. There were dozens of them, all types of breed of dog. All had one thing in common: they all looked bedraggled and unfed.”
Soon afterward Farthing saw Afghan soldiers among a crowd cheering on dogs as they tore each other apart. The Taliban suppressed all forms of animal fighting, which was forbidden by Mohammed. Since the end of Taliban rule, however, animal fighting may be more popular in Afghanistan than ever. Cockfighting and songbird fighting are again common; transporting birds for fighting has contributed to the spread of the H5N1 avian flu.
Traditional non-lethal Central Asian dogfighting, in which herding dogs rush at each other until one dog knocks the other one down, has largely been supplanted by western-style fights to the death between “bully kuttas,” the regional pit bull variant. Bred in Pakistan for more than 200 years for use in dogfighting and bear-baiting, bully kuttas are at least partially descended from fighting dogs imported by British troops.
Dogs in military compound
Canine adoptees in the military compound.
But Farthing knew nothing of that. “I wasn’t going to stand by and watch the dogs fight. No matter what someone else’s culture allowed,” he recalls. Though pushed, shoved, and threatened, Farthing broke up the fight, and saw the dogs run away. Eventually the British compound became home to 14 dogs. The first arrival was named Nowzad. Tali was named after the Taliban. Jena gave birth to puppies. Farthing and other soldiers build a special area for the dogs, including a fighting dog they bought from a local Afghan. For the first time the dogs ate regularly, slept on discarded bedding, and were treated with kindness.
Unable to leave the dogs behind when his tour of duty ended, Farthing enlisted his wife Lisa to help rescue them. Lisa eventually located a shelter in northern Afghanistan, more than 700 miles from their base. With time, effort, and lots of luck they found a local to drive the dogs to a mid-point where volunteers from the shelter picked them up for transport to their shelter. Two of the dogs later flew to England with Farthing.
Farthing since his retirement has devoted his life to the street dogs of Afghanistan, heading a charity called Nowzad dogs.
–Debra J. White




There is also a follow up to One Dog at a Time called No Place like Home. I haven't read it yet I'm saving it for my holidays in September if it's anything like the first one I'm realy looking forward to it. And will do a review when i get home after Sheba's told you all about her adventure.

No place like home book cover


Saturday, 4 August 2012

A Street Cat Named Bob. Book review.


A street cat named Bob book cover

Hi everyone Sheba here. I'm taking a break this weekend & letting my Dad take over my blog, i think it's about time he earned his keep.

I have just finished reading this book, A Street Cat Named Bob by James Bowen.

I thought i would share this book with everyone, as it's a true life story & heart warming. I couldn't put the book down and i usually prefer reading about dogs but this one comes highly recommended & just goes to show how special Gods creatures are. You will never find an animal starting a war only giving unconditional love.

This book is about a young man who was down on his luck, he is on a methadone program fighting heroine addiction after living rough on the streets of London he moves into sheltered accommodation for the homeless. Where his luck begins to change thanks to Bob, One day after returning home after busking to make enough money for food and to keep a roof over his head. He bumps into a ginger tom lying in the doorway of one of the flats, after making enquiries to see if the cat belonged to anyone in the flat and drawing a blank. He came to the conclusion he must be a street cat as he had no collar so he took the cat into his flat to feed him some tuna he had in and noticed he was injured possibly through a fight. So he takes the cat to the local vet at the RSPCA centre to get his wounds checked over and also found out he wasn't microchiped so couldn't trace an owner. So being an animal lover he decides to look after the cat who he names Bob and nurses him back to health not realising how much it would change his life. 

After James nursed Bob back to full health he thought Bob would want to go back to the streets but Bob had other ideas, and wouldn't leave James's side even travelling on the bus with him when he went busking. Eventually James started selling the Big Issue to earn more money so he could support Bob. The two of them found each other at the right time when they were both down on there luck and probably saved each others lives.

This story proves you don't need loads of money as long as you've got love and compassion.

As the saying goes a picture speaks a thousand words, so i thought i would put up some YouTube clips of this amazing relationship.




I hope you enjoy them.

Wednesday, 1 August 2012

Wordless Wednesday. My dog training BBQ night.

BlogPaws wordless wednesday



It was my dog training club BBQ night last night, that the trainers put on every year. Here's some photos that the staff took.


Food on table

BBQ
People eating at BBQ night
hSheba drinking water
Person carrying mug
Sheba and Dad
Sheba and Dad
Young boy with dog
People eating
Ken and Paul dog trainers
Two of Sheba's trainers Ken and Paul.
Tony
Sheba's other trainer Tony.
Golden Retrievers
Sheba with Golden Retrievers
Person smiling
Person with JRT
Sheba and JRT
Sheba

 I didn't forget about Cody i got a chicken leg for him.
Chicken in bowl
Cody eating chicken leg
Cody eating chicken
Cody