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snapping at my ankles all day at school and then when I got home I just couldn’t control him any more and he just went all out of control and jumped and barked and barked and barked and my cupboard got knocked over and I can’t remember anything else.

Mum will bring the vacuum cleaner upstairs later and we will clear up the mess together.

When I’m older I’m going to have a widescreen television and an X-Box in my bedroom. I absolutely know that Gobber the dog won’t damage them, but Mum wants to be sure they will not be knocked about before I am allowed. She also wants me to be near her a lot which I get very fed up with. She says that I am like a flimsy tent on a windy day. I blow about easily and for that reason she has to support me through the storms. One day I hope I will be pegged much more firmly into the ground and Gobber will be old and feeble and will have given up trying to bring the whole thing down.

When the whole thing comes down, when Gobber has done his worst and scared me half to death I curl into a tiny ball and wrap myself in my red duvet. I hide.

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