Kerry Wright with Toots
27 July 1958
When I was 8, Mum called in a professional photographer to take a series of photos of me with my dog, Toots. This is my favourite photo from that series. My brother, Robert, brought Toots home when she was just a tiny ball of fluff. He begged Mum to let her stay. Mum at first refused but soon relented, on the proviso that Robert would take responsibility for the dog’s care. Not long after, Robert left home for good and I adopted Toots as my own. Even when she was just a tiny puppy, Toots had very large paws, which is how she got her name. She hadn't been with us for long and was still only a big overgrown pup when this sweet photo was taken on 27 July 1958. Toots was with us for just seven short years, during which time she and I became inseparable companions. She was my best friend and we went everywhere together. It broke my heart when she died of bowel cancer when I was 14.