I’m Foxy – urban poet, South East London hipster … and gorgeous Fox Terrier cross looking for a home!

I’m Foxy the Fox Terrier, my name says what is what.

A home is all I really want, but a home I haven’t got.

I had a rotten start to life, that much is very clear.

It’s a terror being forced to hunt when it just fills you with the fear.

But forced I was, and failed I did, so abandoned I became.

I arrived in London, speaking French, but now my cockney’s game.

I’m Foxy the Fox Terrier, my name says what is what.

A home is all I really want, but still I haven’t got.

I’m a little scared of everyone, but time is all I need.

I know I have it in me to be brave and to succeed.

I’m still in kennels, which is sad, I really want a home.

I want to meet that special human and never more to roam.

I’m Foxy the Fox Terrier, my name says what is what.

A home is all I really want, a home is not a lot.

To adopt me, please contact Terrier SOS UK.