I am feeling sad

Sometimes I remember back to my Westie mum. She was just like me except bigger because I had just been born. She had big brown eyes just like me.

And there were my brothers and sisters including Mindy who came across Australia with me and we would go for walks together until she went back across Australia.

My Westie mum was a single parent. Boadicea. I like having a mum with Boadicea as a name. I never met my father. Andy Murray. His sperm came from England but not him. Note: my father can't play and never has played tennis. And I don't know what his eyes are like because I have never seen them.

My Westie mum would lick us. I loved feeling her tongue on my fur. It was so comforting especially for a wee pup who had gone from dark warm and my mum's heart beat to suddenly out in a big world where everything was new and sometimes a bit scary. We would all snuggle up to her and feel safe and warm.

We lived on a farm with lots of space to run and tumble with my brothers and sisters. There was a nice lady who fed us and because we were wee pups she would feed us milk in the morning and put grated cheese on our meat at night.

We would play for a while but then get tired and run back to our mum for a nap.

Then one day, the lady put Mindy and I in a basket. We could see out and watched her put us in a car and then we were moving without having to move our legs. I was so glad that Mindy was there otherwise I would have been very frightened. I did wonder if I was being dognapped.

And after that, more moving without moving our legs and we came across Australia and I've never seen my Westie mum again.