Chapter 2. Louise Clark hates the Brexiteers.

 

Louise Clark was a “Friend” of mine on Face Book, and had been for a while. I’d even taken her and her mum, plus several others out to dinner, and I had also given Louise a £85 new Satnav to make finding her way around doing home checks a lot easier. So I had no axe to grind with her. In fact, she and her mum were often invited to join my friends on our regular walks around my local Pishiobury Park. We had a number of very nice meetings over there talking greyhounds and whatever, a lot of which I had filmed. Warts and all, with some conversations edited out as they referred to Johanna and her way of doing things, especially from Louise. Mind you I still have the tapes.

Then Brexit happened, and Louise Clark became a very volatile Re-moaner, and let everyone know this was the case. She had many arguments on line, none more so than with another volunteer from Whittingham, who shall be known as D. To say her whinging and whining became tedious was mildly putting it as I was getting all her rubbish on my Face Book feed. Day after day it went on, so I was forced to unfriend her which stopped it dead. I didn’t block her, just unfriended. The poop hit the fan as she noticed what I had done which made her throw her dummy out, which I’m afraid was the catalyst for what happened next.

Before I go into that I’ll just say I have known Johanna Beumer since the late 1970’s. In fact not long after she started re-homing greyhounds from the old Walthamstow Kennels along Sewardstone Road. In all of that time I have had many retired greyhounds from her. This was after I had stopped training my hounds for racing and retired them to a forever home with me where they lived out their full lives. Incidentally this was when Louise Clark was just a babe in arms. She knew this however. So I was another one she wanted out of the way in her quest to be number one at the kennels. She who must be obeyed was her eventual target. In her quest I think where she excels is she is very good at making people feel appreciated, well! That is to their face of course; behind their backs it is another matter, especially behind Johanna Beumers back.

One of my pet grievances is how returned greyhounds are treated when they are brought back in winter. I think it’s appalling how these dogs who have been living in a warm home, and are then  put in a very cold kennel, and an even colder paddock, without any form of coating until overnight,
is abuse. How the hell this can be caring for a greyhound is beyond me, especially a very confused greyhound who hasn’t a clue what has happened to him/her.  I’ve mentioned it to Johanna, but you are just wasting your time as it’s in one ear and out of the other.. I bought it up with Louise, but she lacks the bottle to confront Johanna, just behind her back, so she too is party to this abhorrent behaviour by her lack of compassion for these poor unfortunate hounds. She certainly isn’t as sweet as she appears, not by a long chalk.