One Lucky Puppy!

Charlotte thought she’d lost her pooch in this horrific crash…

- Cher Heasmer/Emmie Harrison

Charlotte Rotton, 21,

Cirencester

With my eyes closed tight, I was struggling really hard to contain my excitement.

‘Are you ready?’ my boyfriend Owen, 23, asked. 

‘Yes!’ I squealed. 

‘OK, open!’ Owen laughed. 

My heart skipped with happiness when I saw the tiny Jack Russell puppy nestled in Owen’s arms. 

It was last November. 

I’d had my 21st birthday the month before and I’d been badgering Owen for ages about getting a puppy.

And it seems all those hints hadn’t gone unnoticed.

‘Thank you so much,’ I cried, taking the little pup from him.

I decided to name my pooch Peanut, and was instantly besotted.

As Owen lives on a farm, we decided that Peanut should stay with him.

I lived with my parents, and it wasn’t fair to keep Peanut cooped up inside all day.

At the farm, he’d have acres of land on which to run about.

I’d visited Peanut every day, though, and loved to watch him race around with excitement. He loved causing mischief, chasing the sheep and cattle. 

‘You’re a cheeky scamp,’

I giggled, tickling his belly.

Peanut and I were joined at the hip and I couldn’t imagine life without him.

Icy roads