I had an owner but he got fed up with me as I needed to go to the doggie coiffeur parlour several times a year. As a result, I was dumped at the shelter. I look like lots of the poodles on the island but, because I'm not a 'proper' poodle, no-one will take me home with them. Pity! C'est la vie!
Flocky was always wondering around the house and on the street. Unfortunately he had a deadly accident as a car hit him. During the time at the shelter, Hildegard was looking after him. Thank you very much.