I spotted some lovely photos of a happy little podenca on one of my facebook pages and contacted her adoptant to ask if she would write the story of how she came to acquire a podenco. Jane is very happy to tell you Alma’s story……..
I was teaching at Molino Del Rey (a yoga retreat in the Andalucian mountains in Spain) in July this year, and one morning, one of the students told me she hadn’t slept well the previous night…..a couple of them had found three puppies dumped at the end of a field, with no food or water, just left in a box, abandoned. So, off we went, just a short walk up the road from the retreat and found them. We only had cows milk given to us very kindly by the retreat owners so we fed them where they were and they drank immediately.
Alma looked very different from the other two (who turned out to be mastadors, a cross between mastiff and lab), and from the moment I picked her up in my arms, she started to suckle on my neck (she was about 12 inches in length, so very small, and very young). I don’t have children, and this little mite felt like the baby I never had. I was immediately attached to her.