Story from Janis
"MY OLD TOY DOGS"
I don't know why it is that I have always been mad about dogs I often wondered if it was because I was brought up with cat's as pets as we had mice in Greet Rd to begin with and as soon as we had Ally the black mummy cat all our mice disappeared but she was always presenting as with her family of kitten's so we were never short of cats and kittens in our home. Starting at the age of four I loved dogs my mum and dad did not like them. I couldn't have taken after my parents. Mum did buy me a toy black and white dog that was made with straw and wire I put a red collar on him to make him look smart I loved him so much I took him everywhere I went I never was with out him and I called him Bruce after my neighbours dog that was also black and white in fact I loved him to bit's At the age of eight I had pneumonia and pleurisy and was very ill in bed for a time and my brother see how ill I was and how I loved my old tattered dog Bruce that he brought me a little black toy Scottie dog with a red tartan around his neck and that was the day that I know that I loved Scottie dogs I called him Hamish and carried him everywhere I went and I still loved Bruce even though the wire was sticking out of him and the straw was coming out of his legs and my mum had sewn his eyes and eyes on so many times. I still wanted a real doggie of my own but I was refused time and time again I even brought a red dogs lead with my pocket money and used to pretend that I was walking a dog on the end of the lead. When I was twelve years old I had a friend who had four pups born in her back garden I went round to see them they were so tiny white puppies with brown patches on them I picked one up and stroked it and my friend said I could have this eight week old pup I put the puppy inside my jacket and went home with it as my dad went to work very early in the mornings he used to go to bed very early in the evenings so when I arrived home with the puppy I only saw my mum and she could see how much I have always wanted a dog so she changed her mind and said that we would put the puppy in the kitchen for the night as my dad was up in bed and she would try the next day and see if he will change his mind but the worst thing was that he got up early in the morning as he usually did and he walked in to a lot of doggies mess that the puppy had christen all over the kitchen floor . My father went straight up to see my mother who was still in bed and told her to clear up the mess and if the dog hadn't gone by the time he come home in the evening he would leave so my mum and me cleared the mess up and then we both went back to my friends house to return the puppy. My friend s mum accepted the puppy back. I was really miserable for days ahead and my father told me that when I got older or married I would then be able to get a dog.
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