Lockdown rescue

The impact of the pandemic didn't just affect us humans, it also had a huge impact on the greyhound racing industry. Thankfully, a few tracks have since permanently closed, yet sadly, too many greyhounds are still running for their lives.
At the beginning of April, I responded to an urgent plea for a foster home for Theo. A 5-year-old rescued racer who had been left waiting for a home in kennels for almost half a year.
I had absolutely no intention of adopting him. I had temporarily closed my dog walking business, I was living in a studio flat in South East London where dogs weren't allowed. I was barely getting by on a part-time job. I don't know what made me go ahead, but I did. On April 5th, Theo came home with me. He was terrified, in bad health, he hadn't received even the most basic of grooming or care - and he absolutely stank to high heaven. 
Most people talk about love like it's another person. But this lockdown, I realised love is a synonym for rescue. My heart broke for him every day, but with each step forward, I fell a little bit more in love with him. 
Against all odds, I finally adopted him on July 5th. Theo is still adjusting to his new found freedom, but he is happy, healthy, and most importantly, he is home.