”His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me… whenever… wherever – in case I need him. And I expect I will – as I always have. He is just my dog.”
It’s not a secret that I love all kind of animals (except spiders and snakes), and I’ve grown up having dogs, cats and budgerigars. The first dog I ever got was as a present at the age of 5. I actually had to choose which one I want, so I chose the one with twisted legs, she was so small that everybody thought that she will die…and now she is 14 years old, perfectly healthy and still jumping and running around, enjoying life.
Last week dad came up with the idea of getting a puppy, so on Saturday we adopted little Martha! She has a very childlike face, silky and smooth fur, tiny, hedgehog paws and she is so cuddly and playful. She’s a sleepy pooch and the best thing that happened to me in the last couple of weeks, and she will be mine for the rest of her life.