My Hairy Tails

 

Many of the animals in this series were inspired by my own pets. I would like to introduce them to you.

 

 

 

 

Tom (Thumb):

 

 

 

Tom was rescued from the pound after being severely attacked by a group of German Shepherds. He was a Chihuahua cross, and brave enough to take on dogs much bigger than he was.

We had him for over sixteen years before he passed away. He was a loyal and loving friend the entire time. And he always thought he was big enough to take on the big dogs.

Tom was the inspiration for Billy in the series.

 

 

 

 

(Mighty) Max:

 

 

 

If there was something Max loved, it was food. Once, we made the mistake of leaving an Easter egg on the table within reach. Not ten minutes later, he had eaten the entire thing, leaving nothing but the foil scattered across the floor from one end to the other.

Max made a special guest appearance in A Hairy Tail 3 as Maximus at the animal fashion parade.

 

 

 

 

Snoopy (Mr Magoo):

 

 

 

Snoopy was a breath of fresh air, the loopiest little thing there was. He used to let me cradle him like a baby in my arms, always up for a snuggle. He was brave too, if I screamed he would be the first one on the scene and ready to take on the enemy.

We lost Snoopy only last year and the pain is still fresh. Not a day goes past when I don’t miss his bright little face begging for food.

 

 

 

 

Angel (Pie):

 

 

 

Angel currently weighs about double what she does in this photograph. She prowls around for food at every opportunity she gets.

Found in her bed, stretched out on her back with her belly in the air, Angel will always take a cuddle and some food (especially the food).

 

 

 

 

(Wily) Willow & Sophie (Sue):

 

 

 

Willow loves his bed, curling up in a little ball and snuggling away in the bedroom all day. He has this weird way of jumping down from somewhere, he doesn’t exactly jump, just lets himself fall. He’s weird, he fits in well with the rest of the family.

 

Sophie is my best friend and office assistant. She is always at my feet, no matter where I am or what I am doing. She loves her special bed under my computer and is constantly telling me what to do. She is the boss, definitely not me.