When we bought Hotwells Post Office we decided to get a dog. Buying a book about dogs we chose to buy a Samoyed as they looked to us to be really beautiful. We called her Heidi and she was as amazing as she looked. No guard dog though, she welcomed everybody! She wasn’t my first dog. At the age of eleven I was given money for my birthday and set off to buy a Spaniel. I came home with a Pekinese! Named “Mandarin the Ninth” which we shortened to Mandy.
My family are all dog lovers. In York my son Rowan has a gorgeous Wheaten terrier, a calm, very patient dog. He needs to be, as my granddaughters both have young lively dogs, Stevie another Wheaten terrier and Basil a Welsh terrier, who tease Paddy. In Welland near Malvern, my daughter Jaye has a black Labrador called Hugo. I call him the detective as he is so curious. He is a PAT dog which means “Pet as Therapy”. When this difficult time is over he will be taken into care homes again to cheer up the residents.
Now a cautionary note, once in France when Ron and I met friends for lunch they left their dog Alcan in their car with the windows open. Partway through the meal I said “Shouldn’t you check on Alcan?” Claude and my husband went down to the car and thank goodness they did, the windows had automatically closed and Alcan had collapsed. Luckily they managed to revive him. Never do that!
Finally, do I have a dog? No, because pets are not allowed where I live. However I do have a large white cuddly teddy bear!
I wish you a happy September,