My toy dog – a present from my grandchild – always looks after me.
Life writes the loveliest stories.
I was very sad after the death of my husband. I found consolation and love I found in my children and grandchildren. My then 10 year old grandchild gave me a dog as a gift. So that I wouldn’t be so alone. It should look after me.
Since then it is with me every day and is allowed to sleep in my bed, so that he can protect me.