'Dog' used to have a name, but I always refer to him as 'Dog' for the simple reason when my Mum took the label off his ear I forgot what it said. Dog is the only cuddly toy that made it with me on my journey from home to university and since then has lived on my bed.One of my strong memories of time me and Dog spent together is a family trip to visit my aunt and uncle in the New Forest. They live in a very secluded cottage right in the middle of the forest, in which not only do horses and cattle roam free so do dinosaurs according to my Aunty Carol. When me and my brother didn't not believe her she and my dad took us, including Dog and my brother's Panda, for a walk into the woods to see the dinosaur prints. Dog and me were a bit scared about meeting the dinosaurs but luckily they were all on holiday too. Oliver, my brother, and Panda didn't believe it but me and Dog did. We were very glad to get home without bumping into any dinosaurs.
