Turned out to be a no more than 5 week old puppy totally emaciated who had probably decided in yesterdays heat that the middle of the road was as good a place as any to take a rest.
I took puppy round to my mother (but I dont want a dog!) to save it being bothered to within an inch of its life by my two monsters, with every thought of ringing the dog shelter this morning.
On arrival at mothers this morning Zygi (ahem!) was sleeping soundly on a blanket with a hot water bottle, having just consumed a chicken breast and rice........better take him to the vet to get rid of the fleas and ticks and on the way back can we call into the pet shop to buy a collar and lead and some toys she says........My husband picked him up "you mate have been bloody lucky.....now can I suggest you don't do anything to cock it up"
