I was given my first puppy when I was six years of age,a Fox Terrier.My family moved many times in those years and I suppose we were not allowed to own pets at our next address.I noticed the day he disappeared my mother who did all the looking after was weepy all day.I was told he went to stay with his doggy friends,an explanation that seemed quite logical to me then, although I missed him terribly at first.
My mother read a "letter" a week later from my dog that told us all about his new life and thanked us all by name for caring for him. That consoled me and in time forgot about him with so many other things to interest me as I was starting school as well about then.
My mother read a "letter" a week later from my dog that told us all about his new life and thanked us all by name for caring for him. That consoled me and in time forgot about him with so many other things to interest me as I was starting school as well about then.
