Month: March 2014

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Stereotyping!

© Smiff-ease-Shots ~ Rick Smith Photography

© Smiff-ease-Shots ~ Rick Smith Photography

Interesting isn’t it? We asked our members what they did for a living. Here are their answers:

Claire W: I work for the GMC and am working towards my BA in History and have one staffie and a mastiff crossed with I don’t know what

Kirsten H: dog groomer and also a proud owner of a staffie we rescued her almost 2 years ago and she is our baby girl

Helen E: I’m a tourist information officer, and former theatre duty manager. And the proud Mum of two staffies xx

Lisa S: I’m a laboratory technician and very proud owner of 2 beautiful rescue staffy’s and a 18 month old baby. X

Jordan L: I’m currently unemployed but have 2 qualifications in animal care n proud owner of one beautiful staffie

Andrea P: At the moment, I’m a housewife but kept busy with Willow’s Fund, DNB, L2HGA and the RSPCA.  I have 3 staffie crosses and have both tattoos and piercings

Claire McL: I’m a rehab support worker for over 65’s, we work alongside Occupational & Physiotherapists to promote independent living after surgery/stroke/heart problems/breaks & fractures, etc. I also have my own Spray Tanning business & looking to expand to nails, lashes, waxing, ect & I have 2 Staffies, Stella who is 17 months who we’ve had since she was 8 weeks & Costa who is 12 months approx who we adopted from rescue in Oct I had 2 Staffies previously who sadly passed away xx

Sharline K: I am a nursing assistant in a private hospital & a VERY proud owner of my 2nd beautiful well behaved staffie X

Lesley R: I am a retired housing officer and specialised in anti-social behaviour. And a proud mum to 2 staffies

Helen C: Currently in logistics, previously owned my own business and before that pub manager and a nanny. My first boy was a rescue from Bellmead, sadly only with me for a few short years as he had cancer. Now have Diamond who was adopted from someone that didn’t want her any more and very proud to be a Staffie Mum x Continue reading →