A dog’s life in Italy E-Book

Amanda Susan Geddes

• Herausgeber: Europa Edizioni
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Who is the dog in Italy?
It’s Tyson, the beloved pet dog to a family of different nationalities, speaking two languages so making him bilingual and they all live in the beautiful area of Massa Lubrense, near the famous town of Sorrento in the south of Italy.
Amanda, Tyson’s owner, tells the story from the point of view of her four-legged friend from when he is a little puppy, retracing his adventures and then the difficulties experienced during the pandemic period, accompanied by the presence in each chapter of images and photos. She tells us about the joys of having a pet, but also the responsibilities and commitments that having a dog requires.
So, if you are a young person asking your parents for a pet puppy, or if you are a parent whose child is wanting one, this story could be helpful to you.
After all, like Tyson, a pet becomes a member of the family and is for life.

Leseprobe

Amanda Susan Geddes

A dog’s life in Italy

© 2023 Europe Books| London

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ISBN 9791220138956

First edition: June 2023

A dog’s life in Italy

For my daughter Sara Victoria

With special thanks to my family, especially to my mum, who was the first to read my story.

Hello

Hello, my name’s Tyson, that is pronounced “ties on”, for example, the school children look very smart with their ties on. I am a small, brown medium sized dog with a small head, brown eyes that are not very big, small ears that are lovely and soft, a face which resembles a fox and a long bushy tail. I am not a particular breed but a mixture, or a Heinz dog as they say, but I have heard that I have some terrier blood in me. I’m very proud of that as terriers are very intelligent! I would also just like to mention that I’m not one of those silent dogs that never have anything to say. No, I love communicating to humans with a woof, woof, woof. If somebody says something to me, “wo, wo, woooo”, I reply, or I grunt or snort. I even make a noise when I’m sleeping as I snore or make whimpering sounds as I dream.

Anyway, this is my story, told by me, of my life with my human family. I am a very, very lucky dog to live with wonderful, caring people, in a beautiful home in the countryside of Massa Lubrense, near the well-known town of Sorrento in the south of Italy.

So, let’s begin!

I was born on a sunny November’s day together with my brothers and sisters to a warm, caring mummy. I don’t really remember a lot about the first few weeks of my life except that there were always warm bodies to cuddle up to, my mum or brothers or sisters, and lots of tasty milk. Then, sometimes I was picked up and cuddled by humans, who were very gentle to me and also gave me and my siblings names.

So, in actual fact my first name was Lotti. I don’t know why I was given this name, but in Italian “lottare” means to struggle, so maybe I had a struggle to get to suck milk from my mummy. When you are part of a big family there is always a lot of competition, and in my case my other brothers and sisters were always there before me drinking milk from our mummy, leaving me no room. Anyway, the important thing was that I survived and was growing up strong and healthy and was getting ready to move on to a new home. I couldn’t stay at my birth home because there would be far too many of us doggies. Consequently, in those later weeks I saw some of my brothers and sisters leaving us to go to their new home and I wondered when my time would come.

Perhaps it would be soon! I remember one day a very pretty girl with lovely suntanned skin and curly, brown hair came to see us puppies. We were all very excited and wagged our tails furiously to get her attention. She crouched down and looked at all of us, saying how beautiful we all were, stroking our heads and picking us up to give us a cuddle. When it was my time, my heart melted with joy. She had such a lovely scent on her that I licked her face all over, and when her beautiful, dark brown eyes looked deeply into my fox-like eyes, I knew that we had fallen in love.

“I am the one for you, take me to your home!”, I yapped at her, but what happened? She carefully put me down, stood up and went away without me. I couldn’t believe it, I was heartbroken, I really wanted to be with her. So, sadly it was back to cuddling up to mummy, which was nice, but I was growing up and getting to be a big doggie and wanted to leave my birth home and have a new life with new adventures.

The next day, the lovely girl with the curly, brown hair returned and again was with us all. I expected she had come to take one of my brothers or sisters away with her, so although I was really happy to see her and smell that lovely perfume again, I kept my distance as she was playing happily with my siblings.

All of a sudden, her gaze came to me as she exclaimed that I was the one she wanted! She picked me up, carried me to the door, said goodbye to everyone else, and off we went. It was the month of January so a bit nippy, conse-

quently I needed a little jacket on.

I had been chosen. I was so happy I had to be careful not to wriggle too much in her arms and fall to the ground.

My       luck       had come, I was going to a new home with a new family. I was so excited; my early puppyhood had finished, and I was about to embark on a new life where I had the extremely important role of being:

“The family pet dog!”

My new family gets bigger

After arriving at my new home, I discovered that my new family was not very big. In fact, there were only two people in it: Victoria, the lovely suntanned girl, with the curly, brown hair who had come to fetch me from my birth home, and her dad Francesco, who always seemed to wear a hat both outside and

also inside the house. He seemed quite cheerful and very happy to meet me, he smiled at me, stroked me, picked me up just with one hand because I was so little and his hands quite big, gave me a cuddle and talked to me.

So, it was easy for me to understand straight away that he was a doggie person, that is a person who loves dogs. You know, we dogs have a special ability to sense if a human is an animal lover and feels comfortable with us, or if, on the other hand, a person feels uneasy in our presence. Anyway, I replied to the pleasure of meeting him by wagging my tail excitedly and licking his face all over. When he put me down on the floor, I also noticed he was quite robust, so he obviously ate well. That was a good sign of him tucking into delicious, tasty meals and maybe lots of yummy titbits for me!! Life was going to be just amazing!

Their house was a ground floor apartment with an enormous garden, just one problem though, I couldn’t get in. To get to the big, wooden front door there was a very high step, well high for me, my legs were just too short to get up it. Therefore, Victoria had to lift me up and then she showed me around what was now MY house, which was very pleasant and quite spacious.

Then she showed me my bed which she had already prepared for me, with a Everything was perfect, and I soon got into my new routine with my new family of two.

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That is until one day a bit later on when all of this was suddenly disrupted. It was afternoon time, and I was having a peaceful nap in my warm, comfy bed, a little too warm actually, so I stuck my legs up into the air to cool off a bit.

All of a sudden, the front door burst open, making me jump, and a tall lady with short blonde hair marched in. She hadn’t even rung the doorbell or knocked!

“How impolite! “, I thought. “Who on earth are you? How dare you come into my house!”.

I did my puppy bark and tried to growl as angrily as I could, but it didn’t seem to have any effect as she continued to tow into MY house this enormous, rectangular kind of box on wheels, which I had never seen before. She didn’t pay any attention to me at all and in fact went out of the house only to return with another object on wheels, more gigantic than the first! I was beside myself. It was my job to protect my home and my humans, Victoria and Francesco against this unwelcome imposter, but I wasn’t winning.

Francesco and Victoria were not helping me at all, and this strange lady did not seem to be at all perturbed. I was doing my utmost, barking and snarling, prepared to risk my life to save my family from harm. It was all exhausting, but then also frightening when this woman suddenly looked at me straight in the eye and said:

-Heyyy, how dare you bark at me! This is MY house!!!-

“WHAT???”, I thought, “What is she talking about??? Her house?”