But then out of the corner of her little eye Kara noticed the milkman delivering milk to her neighbour next door. It was then that the memories came flooding back about her little friend.Milk,Milk,Milk. No matter what pet mum and dad eventually get me,thought Kara! I will name it Milk. They may even get me a white dog or even a white cat? I hope that they hurry and get me one soon. I am so lonely without a real friend...

Soon it was bedtime for Kara and as she drifted off to sleep she began dreaming of white doggies.

Equal right's for photographer's because i will be one - one day...................