Today we learn the name of the dog. Sandy was Linda's dog - when she moved over here to join me she sadly had to leave Sandy behind with her parents. She couldn't have come over here - Britain has some really strict quarantine laws, the kind that only come with an island mentality. It wouldn't have been fair for her to spend three months in a kennels and then move into a top floor apartment in Tunbridge Wells. She was dearly missed, but we got to see her every twelve months or so whenever we came to visit Linda's folks.
Sandy was a very happy and enthusiastic dog with an uncontrollably joyous tail - so joyous that she once demolished an entire Christmas village of miniature ceramic houses with a single wag.
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