ive posted this before , but many years ago, as a lad at school. on my way home if i had no money for the bus, i used to take a short cut up some back streets to get home, there was this black snout sticking out under this here gate, me being a dog lover fer as far back as i can remember, climbed on top of the gate see whats [BANNED TEXT], what i saw browt joy to my heart, a thumping great black greyhound type dog, so every day on my way home from school, or should i say state pen, an evil place, i used to see if the dog was still there, and hopefully waiting for me, cos it used to lick my ha