So basically I was a tipical eight year old that always wanted a puppy, but I wasn't aloud one because I was allergic to animals that could cast but I was so desperate I made my grandad talk to some doctors who said it would be ok if I got a dog but only if I got used to it slowly...
So my grandad had aranged a time to pick up my new puppy it was a Thursday at 1:45 my gran,grandad and uncle Billy had to go and pick him up I was at school so I couldn't go 😤
After school they all picked me up and I got in the car and my grandad showed me the new puppy we had got! He was a German Shepard and we called him Copper I don't really know why we just liked the name!
When we got to my grans I remember running around with the puppy and picking it up and all that stuff that a child would do!
I remember my gran telling me that the dog had been sick on top of her and I remember laughing!
