PAMPERED D POOCH!
After brushing my teeth, I was about to get into bed when my phone started ringing – it was the call that I had been nervously waiting for.
‘She’s ready for you to collect her,’ my niece, Charlotte, said down the phone
‘Yes!’ I squealed with delight, nearly giving my husband Andrew, 68, a heart attack.
In August 2011, I found out that I was about to get my dream pup – a white Maltipoo.
A woman I knew was no longer able to care for her and I snapped up the chance to take
