My ´Tonic´.

As everyday passes, I realise more just how happy my dog ´Tonic´ makes me feel.

After taking him on just 2 months ago, he has brought joy and laughter into my world.

On first sight, he rushed up to me, and went all silly and sloppy.
I´ll never forget that day. He was thin, his rib cage was very apparent. Yet still he was a happy chap. I remember bathing him for the first time and I cried as I felt every bone. He didn´t eat for days, he didn´t even want to walk.

I personally have gone through a lot of trauma after having to put my ´Mojo´ down. The loss was so great I never thought I would bond with another dog. Not only the loss of him but also more personal problems.

Anyway 2 months on. I have moved house and I am settled although I feel pretty isolated as I´m in an area where I don´t know a single soul. Yet everyday ´Tonic´ and I venture off down to the river and the woods. The scenery always takes my breath away. He enjoys himself and has made a few doggy friends.

He has helped me so much, being out and about people do talk to you, and always comment on him. It´s early days for me here and in September I have signed up to do my A levels in Humanities. A late starter but best late than never I say.

I sat watching ´Tonic´ last night and OH my he is getting big. His intelligence just makes me smile, his ways and the love he shows me...

Is the only TONIC I need.

Tonic by name and Tonic by nature.

Thanks for reading folks. :-)