Rescue Reflections

In November 2024, a new chapter began in our lives with the arrival of George, The Gorgeous Griffon. He was approximately 5 years old, a rescue from Casa de Griffon / Garatuxa in northern Spain, and to say his life so far had been rough would be an understatement.
Our old dog, Kaxi, who was quite the character, passed away in April that same year. We’d thought about taking a break from dog ownership, giving ourselves more freedom – and honestly, Kaxi left some big pawprints to fill. But sometimes, life has other plans. George found his way to us, and here we are, 8 weeks in, learning the ropes of being adoptive doggie parents.

In Saanenland, where we live, has always been a wonderfully dog-friendly place. I’m fortunate to work in an office where dogs aren’t just allowed – they’re embraced as part of the “staff.” It’s fantastic to see how much an office’s spirit lifts with the presence of a four-legged colleague. I’ve also discovered that quite a few two-legged colleagues keep treats stashed away in their bottom drawers. Once George settles in, he’ll be coming to the office, too, and I’m sure he’ll fit right in with the gang.

Adopting a 5-year-old rescue dog comes with its own set of surprises. Unlike a puppy, he’s already fully grown and capable of understanding commands. But George has had his share of “groundhog moments,” where he seems momentarily lost, unsure of where he is or who’s around him. It’s a strange but humbling experience to see him reboot like this. These moments force me to have patience, not just with George, but with everything. I’m learning to slow down, simplify my approach with him, and by extension, with life itself. It’s a perspective shift I didn’t see coming, but one I’m grateful for.

What I didn’t expect was how much community comes with a rescue dog. George may have arrived alone, but he brought an entire circle of kind, funny, generous humans and their equally charming hounds. These first many weeks were filled with messages, advice, shared stories, and unexpected connections, all offered with sincerity and without fuss. It’s been touching, and frankly a little surprising, to realise how many good people quietly orbit the world of rescue. New faces and new paws – and I have a feeling many of them will remain in our lives for a long time.

Jeanette, “Mother of George”