Every year without fail since she was 3 yrs old, a month or
so before Christmas, Miss C starts asking for a dog as her present. She's
now 16 and so we have endured this relentless pestering for the last 13
Christmases! Now when she was little and still believed in Father Christmas we could
just about get away with it by telling her that it was impossible for him to
'deliver' livestock on account of them not fitting in the sleigh or that he had no 'toilet facilities' on board for them. But still each year, without fail, she’d ask!
So once she discovered Santa wasn't real (which hit her hard)
not because of the loss of Santa, but more as she realised that the real reason
she didn't have a dog was because her parents were just plain and simple....evil liars!
Now with this knowledge she began focusing all her efforts towards us instead,
using many different and ingenious methods to get us to buy her a dog and to
fulfil her very 'basic' need for a canine companionship. In fact she tried all
manner of convincers in order to make this happen, like demanding,
begging, or telling us she was 'lonely' and sad and therefore a dog would
be far easier for us than 'buying' a baby sister or brother!
In an effort to console her, we bought her a myriad of toy dogs that included those that barked, snored and cried if left alone for too long. They came with dog baskets, brushes, play food and collars and leads! However rather than satisfying her desire for a dog, she took her role play as dog owner so seriously that she was convinced it proved to us that she had the ability to care for a real dog.
In an effort to console her, we bought her a myriad of toy dogs that included those that barked, snored and cried if left alone for too long. They came with dog baskets, brushes, play food and collars and leads! However rather than satisfying her desire for a dog, she took her role play as dog owner so seriously that she was convinced it proved to us that she had the ability to care for a real dog.
