My pet: Abbie Hunter goes back to school

Abbie Hunter

Abbie Hunter - Credit: Archant

On my first school day I was called a diva!

What can I say it was a sign of things to come. My EADT paymasters called me on the dog and bone this week to get me to look back on my old school days and within moments I was flooded with memories both good and bad.

I did embrace my education days with open paws but sadly there are no photographic records of my shirt and tie days.

Yes there was a school for dogs back when I was young. Us pooches, although our intelligence can never be questioned, do need lessons (some more than others). Don’t get me started on my human person Matt, he can’t even find a photo of his first school day.

The food wasn’t great but exercise, unlike our human friends’ schooling, was high on the agenda.

Lessons included: how to get your owner’s attention for walkies, how to dig, how to wag and how to mark your area.

I was a straight A’s pupil and excelled in the fashion and drama classes.

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Back when I was told I could have been a model and actress as famous as Meryl Streep, Frank the labrador from Leiston had other ideas.

He was a young dog with political verve and wanted to go to the House of Canines. But his ideals were quickly thrown away when he got to university. A boozy lifestyle and bitches at every beck and call, he soon put on weight.

He recoiled from his Pedigree Chum when I told him the story about the seven-year-old Great Pyrenees, Duke, who was elected in a landslide victory as mayor of Cormorant, a small town in Minnesota recently.

As told to Matt Hunter

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