🐶🐕Mayday for Mutts🐶🐕

What a great idea this is to show what wonderful dogs real Mutts are!
How much better pets they make than a pedigree, how much healthier they are, and what better temperaments.
Call them what you like, Heinz 57, mongrel, crossbreeds or scruffs; they make wonderful pets. 

By highlighting these brilliant dogs, this day is about promoting a shift to adoption rather than paying stupid money to a breeder for a dog with a bit of paper!

I have always had a Mutt or two or three around and have never regretted it. I have never had any problems with them at all. You just need patience because they come with baggage.
There is too much snobbery with dogs. Even crossbreeds now have names like Cockapoo for example. Lovely dog but sorry it's not a pedigree and not worth the hundreds of pounds breeders charge for it.

Today was started to show that a dog's worth is its personality, not its bit of paper. It is always celebrated on the first Sunday in May. It not only highlights the advantages of a Mutt but also the ones in shelters and rescue centres that get overlooked.
The disabled dog: it doesn't know it can't hear or can't see and can live a very happy life indeed, with a bit of understanding on the owner’s part.
And the older dogs: they really should spend their last days in a loving comfy home, not in a kennel.

To celebrate today you could offer to walk a Mutt in the local rescue centre, or even adopt one, and you will never ever regret it. 
You could donate to a centre. Come on, we can all afford a few quid, the price of a coffee out.   
Or you could go to a rescue centre and volunteer to help out and get to know the animals.  There are thousands of them in shelters and centres around the country, through no fault of their own. 

So, today, let's post all things Mutt-related and have some fun with these wonderful creatures. 

Whatever you do today to celebrate it, give a thought to those poor dogs that don't have a loving forever home, and maybe next time you’re shopping, drop a tin of food into the charity box in the supermarket—cost you the price of a packet of cheap biscuits—believe me it will be gratefully received.