This is my sister Karen with our dog 'Sach', a retired police dog. We weren't really allowed to have an ex-police dog as a pet. It was OK until my brother made it to attack his friends and then we had to have it 'put-down'. I am not sure who used to live in the tent. We lived in this house until a man with a gold tooth came and nailed a condemned sign on the front door. We then moved to another town called Ulverstone (early 1970s).