A letter to er to... my dumped doggy

I saved my dog from my violent ex, then he saved me right back

When I lost my soulmate I turned to my furry friend

My model dog went from wags to riches

Oh, Max, I’m so miserable.’ Lucy sniffed and buried her face in the pillow, so all I could do was gently pat her shoulder to show I knew how she felt. I snuggled up to her and she turned to me, gather

We’d only had our mischievous mutt for three days, but she was already making a splash.

Carol was not what you would call a dog person. It wasn’t that she actively disliked the creatures – she just didn’t see the point in having one in the house. All the hassle, the hair everywhere, and