Pete always called his dogs “his girls”. He brought Jet (the mum) home when she was just five weeks old and from the moment she arrived we all fell in love with her.
She followed “her dad” everywhere and was so obedient it was amazing.
Six years later she got out and had an asignation with a rather dashing labrador, the result of this meeting being her daughter soxy. What a gorgeous pup she was.
She didn’t really need training as she copied her mum most of the time and she too followed Peter like a shadow.
I’m writing this to show how strong a bond can be which I think you can see in the picture of the girls, taken after Peter passed away.
I’m also writing this to say thankyou to everyone who commented on my poem and wished me well. Regards to all, Pat (aka) theoldone.