13/10/2026
When I was 16, we had a German Shepherd named Bea - short for Beatrice or Beatrix – I don’t recall her full name now. I adored her. Even though my dad had got her, I was the one spending all my time with her, taking her for walks after school, cleaning her outside house, and chilling with her in the lounge in the evenings. She was a great companion for me. ❤️
My mum didn’t really like her, and didn’t know how to handle such big dogs, so she was stuck in her outhouse while I was at school. As soon as I got home after school I would take her out for a walk in the park, which was just down the road from our house, and let her run and play out. Then after dinner I would let her into the house to chill with me.
One day I was in my room and heard some commotion outside. I looked out the window, and Bea was being put in a car of a stranger! I ran downstairs to find out what was happening, and my dad told me he’d sold her! It turned out my dad was leaving us, my parents were divorcing, and he couldn’t take the dog with him, so he sold her! I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye 😢. I was heartbroken! And furious with my dad! And also my mum who refused to keep her if my dad wasn’t there anymore, even though I said I’d take care of her as I had been doing. It wasn’t enough.
I’ve had a few dogs of my own since then, but never one quite like Bea.
My son has Down’s Syndrome and he’s scared of dogs, especially when they bark unexpectedly, so I’ve not been able to get a dog since my son was born, so now we have 2 cats. It’s not quite the same, but it fits our current life.
And that is why I have cat on my logo instead of a dog 😁. www.thepurrfectbookkeeper.co.uk