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At first glance, it seems conventional. Cut short, a salt-and-pepper colouring. A turn of the head and suddenly a flash of brightest blue can be seen. On the right side of the fringe, it proclaims individuality and choice.
A blissful roll on my lap becomes a frantic scramble. Her body twists and turns, tail swishing. Inevitably, she hits the floor. Shaking her head, she begins to wash her paw self-consciously. Dignity must be upheld.
She throws her head back with laughter as she kicks out with her pink-clad legs. Her fine, blonde hair flies out behind her. Effortlessly, she expresses the joy of the dance.
Abandoned and unloved in an office front yard. A pastoral scene, shepherd and shepherdess stand together. She has only a gaping hole where her head should be, he looks down towards a fading sheep at his feet. A forlorn little … Continue reading
A small black and white face appears at the back window. Hopeful eyes scan the car park. Seeing only me, the dog slumps visibly, head sinking onto its front paws. Despondent, it must wait again.
He sits on his mother’s lap, facing out. Gazing around the room, fascinated, he fixates on a toy in the middle of the floor. As she rocks him from side to side, his head moves too, snaking in time with … Continue reading
She starts it behind her head, then expertly flicks it round to the front and ties the end off with a hairband. She is so young yet growing fast, as the deftness of her plaiting shows.
Pink and frilly, it is perched on top of a laughing father’s head. It’s owner is behind him, carried in her mother’s arms. She giggles and snatches at it with her little baby hands.