We had a dog (Rambo - yes, the name was my fault) when I was growing up. Honestly, as a kid sometimes I was a bit of a shit to him, but I loved him. He was put

We had a dog (Rambo - yes, the name was my fault) when I was growing up. Honestly, as a kid sometimes I was a bit of a shit to him, but I loved him. He was put down whilst I was spending a few months in America before university because he'd gone for my brother who, at the time was a little more than 18 months old. I was OK with it at the time; I understood why it was necessary, and I didn't miss him so much because I wasn't at home. That was 1995. It was only later it hit me, in dribs and drabs of sorrow, and I still think about him today, and miss him quite regularly. I've never had a dog since because I always lived in rented accommodation where pets weren't allowed, and then when I did finally get my own place (planning to get a dog), I realised I still couldn't because I was out too many hours a day and there was nobody else to take care of it. I still dream that one day I'll have a dog again, and be able to take care of it properly.