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Lucy was born in Kyoto, Japan in 1989 and lived in both Tokyo and Kyoto.
She was educated in Japanese schools until she was 11 when she moved
with her family to Sydney, Australia. Lucy has always drawn and painted and
her work is deeply influenced by Japanese art and culture. In 2014, Lucy
received the Thea Proctor Scholarship from the Julian Ashton Art School,
receiving her diploma on completion of the year. Lucy is continuing to
study at the Julian Ashton Art School and working as a full-time artist and
illustrator.
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Tiger Bunton-White
CHAPTER ONE
ON THE EIGHTH DAY, GOD CREATED DOGS...
SHOULD HAVE DONE IT SOONER.
TIGER
Since early puppyhood I have longed to put paw to paper. They (thats
Mr and Mrs Bunton-White, who live in my house) think that I have little
intelligence and limited imagination.
Look, They exclaim, its almost as if he understands us!
Well of course I do. The problem is that there are so few humans who try
to master Dog.
I have this gnawing sensation that I should write a novel. Every time
they go out I chew over some of my ideas. Should I write an animalated
autodogography? A simple dogalogue? A dogtorate: lofty philosophical
thoughts from the canine world? An escapist romp in the great outdoors?
A tail for every dog and his man? Or even an adventure retrievered from
all the walks of my life? Well, I have a nose for this sort of thing and I think it
could be grrrreat, dont you? Maybe even a best smeller?
And so my story starts one morning when They were out, having carelessly
left the TV remote on the coffee table.
INTERESTING, I
THOUGHT, I COULD
DO WITH A GOOD
SQUARE MEAL.
CHAPTER TWO
THIS ONES SO UGLY, HES CUTE.
DR BANJO, DINGO BEACH
SURELY HE DOESNT MEAN ME?
TIGER
Even more surprisingly I found myself inside the television and part of
the action. I was on a TV channel in Australia showing Dingo Vet with the
gorgeous Dr Banjo, my number one su-paw-hero! Its a beaut programme:
I really dig watching it. I was with him and all at once my inner musings
became a reality. There I was, running at his heels along the beach with
crowds watching us.
We ran along the beach, we ran through the surf, and we ran up the hill
to his famous Vet Clinic. And it was me they were cheering, not Dr Banjo!
Moi. Tigerrr Bunton-White-Superrrdog! The Grrreatest! I was a true canine
superdawg and was hardly able to leash my feelings.
Brrrrr, although I could have
easily outrun him in any
marathon, it was getting a bit
nippy and I was longing for a
warm kennel to keep me toasty
as the mercury plummeted.