When I found a little black dog, running precariously through rush-hour traffic on the main road near us, last month, little did I realise she'd think of adopting us!

No microchip, no identity, no responses to all our notifications and about a month on, now. She's now called Tinker, because she is!

It's very difficult, under such circumstances, to know when one can say she's officially 'arrived' but she's certainly made herself feel at home.