Me and my pet.

I am a 13 year old girl from Denmark, who would like to tell about my dog.
It all started 4 years ago….
We went to a dog exhibition, where we saw a lot of different dog races,
but we wanted a small dog, which did not need a lot of exercise. We saw a
lot of different terriers, but the cutest ones were West Highland White
Terriers. We got some telephone numbers and adresses of breaders who had this kind of dog. But we did not buy one at that time!
A few months later we were on a skiing holiday and we had decided to get a ”Westie” when we returned, and therefore we had to choose a name. My
mother suggested ”Daisy” ( that is the nickname of the Danish queen,
Margrethe the 2nd), but my father did not want to call ”Daisy”, ”Daisy” when he was walking it, so we dropped that suggestion. Instead my mother said: ”Why don`t we call it Coco, like the white in a coconut?” ”Yes, we all answered, and that was the end of it.
We got it when it was 8 weeks old, from an old lady, and we loved it from
the beginning. Our first dog; Coco! And that was the reason why we became so sad and unhappy the following day. When my brother and I came home from school, my mother was terrified. During the morning she had experienced Coco walking into the wheels of our car and into the washing mashine, and she was so worried. Was Coco blind or something like that? She had tried to find out by using a test from a magazine. She had taken a piece of cotton and dropped it in front of Coco. If its sight was well, it should react on the cotton and follow it with its eyes. But it did not! It did
not see it at all! So we drove to the vet and he made the diagnosis. It had really bad eyes and sight, and it could easily become blind, when it got older. When we were told that, we started to cry, and we kissed and hugged it a lot.
My best friend, Katrine, was visiting us to see our little puppy, and she did not know what to do, as we were all crying; my mother, my little brother and I. When my father came home from work, he made a sudden decision; we could not keep it, it was going to be returned. It was a short friendship. Soon after we called a lady on the island Sealand ( it is the part of Denmark where our capital, Copenhagen is ), she had these dogs too, and during Whitsun we were going to choose a puppy. They were all named with a T as a capitalletter; Tiffany, Tikki, Titi and Timberlee.
We chose Timberlee and named her Coco, as the one we had before, but we could not get it until it was 8 weeks old, on  the 16th of June 1995. That
was the day we picked it up. We checked Coco and luckily it was not ill!
It was a lovely dog!
It is now almost 4 years old, and it is still the best dog on earth, and it loves to play. Every christmas eve, we give it a new toy, a teddy bear or a rubber bear with a flute inside, and every evening it comes into our living room, and it has the toy in its mouth: ”Can we play? ”,it asks. Coco sleeps a lot during the afternoon, because my mother walks it before lunch. In the afternoon I am supposed to walk it, but sometimes I forget. Instead I play with it, whenever it wants to. I have tried to teach Coco agility; jumping over some pieces of wood, walking on wood ( like on a bridge), and so on, by holding a piece of chocolate in my hand. But Coco is smart, it just runs underneath.
Coco and I have experienced a lot together, and I think, it loves us, as we love it, anyway I hope so!