i'll tell you about my minty or mintychop or chopsicle, she'd answer to all her nicknames
about 10yrs ago i split up with this girl, but i brought her kids up, cos she was crap,the youngest who was nearly 3 loved me & we had a proper parent/child relationship
then me & her mother split up, but i still paid for kids uniforms etc...
anyway, we lost touch cos she met someone else etc...
then met lisa a yr later, we got a house, she bought me a retired greyhound, i had to choose one-this maniac thing came bounding out, smiled & licked my cheek, it wasnt the one they was gonna originally show me
but there she was, crappest greyhound EVER, couldnt win races,so got dumped
then she was mine
my little girl
lisa said she replaced the little girl who i bought up
she was always escaping to run up & down the alleyways & nose into someones garden
many a time she's got out & ive stumbled through a 150ft garden in pjs with a torch at midnight to find her
then greyhound trust asked if we would 'foster' a dog, we said yes, his name was henry
we took mintchop to the place, she ignored this henry, i said can we let her off the lead to see who she gets on with, they said yep
she went straight up to wilf & they f*cked off together, up the corner of the field
for AGES
so wilf came with us there & then
our neighbour said 'you'll keep him, he's lovely'
and we did keep him
he's as thick as pig sh*t, a bit autistic, but mint liked him
and minticles has been my best mate
i wouldnt even go on a free holiday to spain cos i love my dogs
im looking after the wilfy boy
he's a bit odd-not the full ticket
my life revolved around minty, she really was my little mate
now im lost