A seven year old and a cockerpoo
The family had a young cockerpoo and a little girl who had become frightened of him. Not of dogs in general. Of him, in her own house.
The work was not really about the puppy. It was about giving her a way of being around him that she trusted, and giving him a way of being around her that did not end in tears.
She ended up handling him herself, in a ring, in front of people.


