Willis by alex / Loads of love, licks and treats

Willis,

It was Christmas and my dad decided to buy me a puppy from the R.S.P.C.A! We went over to Nottingham Animal Shelter to look for my new companion. And there he was my little baby boy with all of his little brothers and sisters in a tiny kennel. I couldnt leave him there.

His name was already Willis and we didn’t want to change because it suited him. He was light brown in colour and only about 1 month old I think.

I used to rush home from school to see my baby. I loved to play with him, feed, nd pet him. I took lots of photographs of him.He was my little companion.

One day I come home from school to find he couldn’t stop being sick and looked very unwell. So my dad and I took him to the vets. In the vets he lay on my lap. I knew something was wrong. The vet called us through and he said we are going to have to keep him in over night.

I went to school the next day I couldn’t get Willis of my mind. I kept thinking will he be alright? What if he’s got something really wrong with him. I got home from school to some very bad news. He had died during the night. I cried all night. I couldn’t belive it. He was only a little puppy. Hadn’t even had a chance to go for a walk because he needed his jabs first. The vets told us he bleeding inside and they wouldn’t have been able to help him anyway.

A year had passed and dad said come on were going to get you a new dog for Christmas! We went to Woodside Animal Shelter. There sat a big brown and white dog. He was absolutely beautiful. His name is Polo and was so badly treated he had a ring round his neck were the chain had worn away his fur. He was a german shepherd/collie. We got him home and he was my dog and my dog only.

We do everything with each other. He is my protector, my big boy, my life! I have had him for about 6 years. We are inseparable. I love to walk him, play with him, love him. Every night he sleeps on my bed with his head on the pillow. I wake up and he is still there snoring! When I walk in I always feel welcomed. When im upset he seems to no.

When I cry he licks my tears from my face. I don’t think I’ll ever get over it if his time comes. I love him so much. He is my best friend and he always will be. I could not live without out him. I couldnt ever wish for another dog like him! I hope we have lots more years to have lots of fun and curl up by the fire together. I LOVE YOU POLO!!!

 

You are my life, my world, my everything
Willis
alex