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I can’t remember many about my very juvenile life, but my own story really started at around about 14 weeks, when this very good couple came to where I was living, looking for a little dog. All I remember is sitting in the edge of the kennel, when four juvenile madam puppies rushed over to mention “Hello”. They were very beautiful blue merle collie pups and I was just a plain old “black and white” Border collie. I was thinking to myself “No-one ambition ever want me” and was resigned to a lonesome life in my edge. However, to my amazement, I was the little dog they picked up to clutch.
“Right”, I thought… “I’m going to make the most of this and wish that they take me home with them”, so I snuggled in as tightly as I could and gave them a big wet kiss. That cornered out to be a obtaining move on my part, because that's when my own story started for real and they took me home with them.
I was decided it would be a decision they would not apologize and decided from namely day ashore to be the best friend anybody could have asked as. When we arrived by the house, where my fashionable “Mom and Dad” lived. I felt a morsel lost sitting above the kitchen ground all at myself, with no additional puppies around to melodrama with. But as the months went by I became more adapted to the surroundings and started to enjoy my mini life.
“This is the place for me” I thought “There’s plenty of open space to scamper around in, shadows to chase and even things with plumes on that fly away when you get near”.
I did have a few hiccups although, when it became time to study how to wade on one of those lead thingies… I wasn’t too acute at the outset! In truth I tried very hard not to give in, but as you can guess, I did!
As time passed, I had done everything from digging holes in the flowerbeds, aiding with the “unplanting” of flowers and fair managing to dodge falling into the fishpond, I reckoned my new life was going to be excellent.
When I was about…mmm!, let me think about this…ohhh,Jordan Campus Chukka Sneakers! I guess I have to have been about 12 months old, everything in the house was being packed away in boxes. “What’s goin’ on here?” I thought to myself “Which box is bomb?”. It turned out my own story was after hours proceed from a new home near the coast...
What a great place that was. So many places to have a good old romp through the heather, and there was this place shrieked “the beach”. Wasn’t too sure about it first and foremost, as I got my feet wet, which was something that I didn’t favor at all (above all). But after going a few times, I began to realise that it wasn’t such a bad place. I could run and run and not truly get anywhere, but that didn’t matter.
Then 1 day much apt everyone’s startle, I resolved to be gallant and charged off into the water... Yippee!, I’ve got extra than my feet wet now. “Hey, this namely fun” I thought “I tin actually swim”. I saw forward to creature taken to the coast more and more as time passed.
However, afterward a pair of years everything was being packed in boxes repeatedly. Here we again, I thought, where are we off too this time? Didn’t have long to wait. We moved to dissimilar house, but still near the sea.
I am nearly 6 years old now, (I consider!) and I am sure I have been a constant source of amusement to “Mom and Dad” I reckon they have got a file full of photos and lots of fond memories... so far that is!
Life has been very nice for me, so a great big wet-nosed thank-you to my “Mom and Dad” for electing me and catching me home with them that day. All I want to do now is to grow antique with them, update my own story, at intervals and enjoy our lives together for numerous years to come...
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