You know you had an awesome childhood when you’re woken by your pet dog’s saliva laden licks while your sister pulls of the blanket and runs away. To sleep till 7 am on a Sunday morning was like a luxury, that my errant siblings and mischievous pet never let me cherish. If not by my dog or sister, I would be woken up by my brother playing Limp bizkit at a decibel enough to deafen the nearest galaxy.
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While growing up , we always had a dog around us. My first dog Jimmi was found near a railway line and was brought home by mum. Jimmi was just a couple of months old then. Over the years, either my Dad or Mum would adopt abandoned pups. Later on, this trend was followed by my brother who brought in rescued dogs from his veterinary college.
At home, my parents now have an adorable black Labrador named Nikki.
Thats my adorable Nikki