Meet Moss. This is the family dog for all his 15 years. He's a border terrier and is absolutely gorgeous, if you ask me!
Unfortunately, Moss is getting on a bit and isn't very well. This upsets me greatly and many tears have been cried recently.
But Moss has been a faithful and fabulous companion for 15 years of my life. Both me and my family have been through a lot in those 15 years and Moss has always been there. I can remember going to choose him from the Border Terrier Farm (OK, I can't remember what it was called...but I was only 6 at the time!) I remember sitting and cuddling all these tiny black dogs, no bigger than a guinea pig (in my memory, at least!). Then there was the impatient wait until he was old enough to come home with us! I remember playing with him at the old house in the kitchen. I have memories of his first ventures into the back garden. I remember when we used to have chickens and how Moss found them a bit of a mystery when they first started roaming around HIS garden. I remember defending him at primary school when one of the boys was mean about him. I remember the phase he went through when he yapped and barked and jumped up at anyone who came to visit. I can hear him skidding across the gravel at the old house trying to chase the squirrels up the oak tree. I remember how he used to pull on his lead. I remember telling him all my secrets and crying into his collar a good few times. I remember all the happy and joyful family times that he has been a part of. I remember all of this and I will keep remembering and keep loving him all the time he's still with us and beyond. Love you Moss!
