Predator in the park
Lesley Moule, 69, Cardiff
Ambling through my local park in heavy wellies, I gave my greyhound Jess a gentle rub behind the ears.
‘Come on you,’ I called.
It was early evening on 19 February 1991 and it was time for our daily stroll.
Tonight, we were joined by Phantom, a Malamute owned by my brother Alan, then 44.
Walking the dogs was always a good time to wind down after a long day.
Working for the Crown Prosecution Service, I faced all sorts of challenges.
Still, I had a busy social life, too. Horseriding or going to the golf club with
