Drifting Back Early 70's

I was browsing through my photo's a few days ago, and this is my sister's little Yorkshire terrier. My thoughts for some reason drifted back to the mid seventies. I was visiting my brother and sister-in-law at the time and stayed at their house when out crept from behind the settee a little Yorkshire terrier. Her fur was badly matted and very blonde, which mean't she was quite an old dog. Looking closer her toe nails they were in a terrible state, in fact they had curled round and round. I gasped in horror and couldn't believe my eye's , the poor little mite. All was revealed they told me they had found her a few days ago hiding crouched down in the back yard. They fed her and kept her warm , she had really been neglected to say the least.!! I had never seen anything quite like this before, where she come from they had no idea. We chatted and I decided to take her back home with me , on the train. I pondered on this so I put her in my large luggage bag , leaving her head sticking out. She didn't seem to mind at all bless her. Anyway I took her straight to the vets for a check up, he cut her toe nails and what a job that was. He told me that she was indeed an older dog but not sure how old.

I called her Beauty as to me she was. I remember the first day I took her up on Clapham Common , all that open space to run around on , oh the look on that little dogs face. She ran with such joy and it brought a tear of joy to my eye. I think I had her for about 18months before she became too old to carry on.

She will always remain my little Beauty, and at least she enjoyed her final years. :)