Littlest wanted a dog. And by this I mean that Littlest asked for us to get a dog every single day for months and months. We kept saying no.
Over time, Littlest’s walls became covered in posters of dogs, she played dog games, had a basket at the bottom of her bed full of toy dogs, told us random factual information about dogs and in her recent school play Littlest wore a dog costume and she was a dog. We still kept saying no.
I’ve never ever had dogs, the responsibility has always frightened me. It’s the unknown and the fear of making a mistake. I have so much to learn and so much to try.
Because yesterday Oscar, an 8 week old Cavapoo, came to live in our house.