from Joanna Simm
When I said I would foster Galgos, those wonderful dogs so badly abused in Spain, I didn’t really expect that my first fosters would be babies!
I collected them from Deux Sèvres, where I’been to the L’Europe des Levriers fund raising lunch – not exactly a 10 minute drive down the road, as I live near Carcasonne in Southern France! I knew that if any of the newly rescued dogs had no homes arranged, I would be bringing them home with me, but it was quite a surprise when I was handed these two lovely babies…
Ah, the patter of tiny paws! It’s been a while since I had such little ones around the house, and I wondered how long it would take them to settle in after such a traumatic start to life, and the long journey out of Spain.
We’ve always preferred to adopt adult dogs, the thought of cleaning up after puppies doesn’t enter into my scheme of things.
Gordon is a very handsome, pure white galgo, found wandering the streets of Badajoz with another galga, both miserable and very thin. 
Otherwise known as Candy. She was nicknamed Scuttle because when she first arrived at April and Paul Carrier’s home at Rota, in Spain, her spine was deformed and curved, which made her move in a peculiar way. She had to mince with her back legs and looked like she needed to poop all the time.
Overlooked by many prospective adopters, Karmel spent months in the refuge in Cuiddad Real hoping she would eventually catch someone’s eye.
Flora is a beautiful 18 month old galga who, after roaming the streets of Spain for eight weeks, was eventually caught and taken to a refuge south of Madrid.
Nathalie Pollet lives in northern France, and every month she drives thousands of kilometres to transport galgos from Spanish refuges to new homes and a new life in France. It’s amazing how many long-legged canines can sleep comfortably in a Fiesta.