Frisbee came to stay with me as a stray pup of about 4 months. He was only meant to be visiting until I found him a new owner. Ha, ha, ha. That never happened and I grew to love my new found puppy. He was a blue heeler/bulldog cross and was not the prettiest of pups, but grew up quite OK.
After about a year, Frisbee decided it was time to move on again. I searched the area day and night, placing notices in papers and shops to no avail. I cried for days.
Isn't it amazing how animals have such an effect on us! |
