One summer day me and my mother were washing clothes. When we were done, the dog took all the clothes off the line. My mother was very angry – so angry she broke a glass.

When I laughed at her she said, “Shut up and go and get the clothes,” she also said, “I am going to kill that dog.”

I was like, “No mother he is just a dog.”

She was like, “The dog is very naughty.”

Then me and my mother washed the clothes again but this time she made sure that the dog didn’t take the clothes off the line again.