|After months of pleading "When can I have a puppy?" the great day arrived and at the age of nine I finally had the longed for pet. I called her Meg, a small black and white sheep dog cross. It may be 65 years ago but that moment of joy is still very clear in my memory. She gave us nine happy years and three litters of puppies.
When my son put a nine week old Red Staffie called "Bubbles" into my arms I bonded and she has given me two years of happiness. Meg, an abandoned dog, was also adopted by my son, so I now have two four legged granddaughters!! I realise what a lot I have missed in my life by not having a dog but mobility problems prevent me from owning one.