Today the London to Brighton cycle ride flowed past the entrance to our small lane and managed to get across and drive along the edge of the Downs to Clayton but as we drove along saw a lovely old collie, alone on the road, who it turned out was running away from home – worried he would be knocked down, if he got on nearby main road.
Because been bitten by a dog when very small and near my eye – little scared to look at his collar. Like a crocodile, he had big pointy teeth.
(Even now remember being cheesed off as wanted to have fun at an under 5’s party, even remember they were going to play treasure hunt – but it was not to be – as some small spaniel bit me when bent down to stroke him. My tears were mostly frustration, that finally being allowed out of home after having chicken pox i was going to miss out on all the fun, again)
But dog today was very sweet and ran behind into someone’s entrance who told me they thought he belonged to a local farmer who they phoned and were coming to pick him up. The dog’s name was Sam but no name on his collar.
Sam’s owner if you ever read this – please can we have one of Sam’s puppy’s, if he has them.
sunnypolarbear 