This wonderful post reminds us of how special pets can be and the effect they have on children.
Warning: sad tale afoot!
Cats were always my pets as a child. I wanted a dog. In fact I wanted a specific dog. I wanted the Enid Blyton creation ‘Shadow the Sheepdog’ from the novel I had read and read until the pages came away.
Anyone else love this book? I imagined that he was real and mine!
I imagined I had a dog. Teddies etc. Sad old me!! Then again, I pretended my bike was a horse too and called it Toffee.
Myself and my neighbour (not allowed any pet, strict Mammy, kinda hated our cats ) would play ‘Grand National’ and make a list of horse names. We would then ‘race’ on our horse bikes around the meadow. Yes, we had a meadow. No horses or dogs though! Mainly because we ‘live on the main road to Cork you know!’. The horse was always a pipedream…
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