You know the ones, yes? The fluffy canines that come in 3 different sizes,
Remember Roly in Eastenders? Yup, that's them.
Mum and Dad owned toy poodles, the smallest of the breed. First there was Tina who was bought before I was born. When I was about 4 (I think) Mum and Dad bought Kizzy to keep Tina company. Then, when Tina passed away and they realised Kizzy was lonely, they bought Toby.
All these dogs were a huge part of my life. I even modelled my hair on them, clearly.
Many a school holiday was spent riding down to the local Spar shop with Kizzy (my favourite) in the front basket of my shopper bike (I was SO cool!), ears flapping in the breeze. I would sit her on my Sindy beach buggy and she'd let me push her around the front room. Basically, she kept me entertained.
One of my favourite pastimes was 'borrowing' my parents camera and taking snap shots of Kizzy in various set-ups. Remember the days when you used to have to drop your 35mm film off at the local photographic shop and wait about half a year for your photos to be processed? None of this instant digital malarky.
Well, Mum would get a shock when she opened her pack of photographs and saw these delights:
|I put them in make-shift beds on the carpet|
If ever I saw a dog trying to do a Playboy pose, this is it!
|I celebrated their birthdays in secret parties in my bedroom|
Clearly I must have been old enough to play with matches (!)
The dogs are well overdue a haircut...
I think they put up with it because they couldn't actually see!
But this is the pièce de résistance and the one that made my Mum laugh the most...
NOTE: No animals were harmed during the making of this post.
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