First of all this little creature came into my life in January. By lunchtime, I decided Mr F needed a little dog. By teatime we had a little puppy. We had nothing prepared and left the owners house with a cup of puppy kibble and a very small critter the size of a guinea pig nestled in my woolly hat in the bottom of my bag.
In retrospect it was the worst time of year to have a puppy. The constant outside toilet training breaks were freezing, wet and miserable. The little one was so tiny and constantly cold that we had to fashion a life jacket from an ankle sock. Taking her out to pee was preceeded with the question, "Have you socked her?".
Nightime trips across the yard always felt terrifying to me because I worried that an owl, thinking it had just been given a wonka golden ticket, would swoop down, pluck her from the ground and disappear with it's 'bonus' snack into the midnight sky. But... we got through it all, and she grew, and grew, and became the sweetest natured little blessing. Agatha x
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