When I was 33 I decided I wanted a dog. I wanted, I told myself, a dog that was down on its luck; the sort of dog that life hadn’t placed its bets on to win. In other words, I wanted an underdog. I found Famosa on a Romanian dog-rescue site. She had big amber eyes and a long scruffy coat the colour of chocolate milkshake. There was little information about her, other than that she had been found wandering the streets, had swerved certain death and was now looking for her “forever home”. I told my husband. He conceded that she was indeed lovely. And so we started to imagine what a life with Famosa would look like. There would be risks, of course. She was a stray, born…
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Cosmopolitan UK (Digital) - 1 Issue, December 2018