Before I hand over to him though, there's a Geek and Sundry Google+ hangout taking place tonight to celebrate the launch of season 6 of The Guild. It's to take place at 3pm Pacific time, which is something like 8 hours behind GMT. But I'm not sure how summer time affects this. I've seen a couple of people say the hangout is taking place at 10pm UK time so I'm going to be on for that. I'm looking forward to seeing who won the community video contest (I know it wasn't me! My effort can be seen here) and basically getting pumped up for the Season 6 launch on Tuesday!
If you don't know what I'm talking about, go watch The Guild.
Over to you dad!
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It was a pleasant autumn morning, the sun brought a welcome
cheer to cloudy skies, foul weather was alleged to be forthcoming but for now
the morning looked good to the eye.
The Dog’s were in attendance as usual, big balls of fluffy
loveliness on the outside, and hidden not too deeply within, DOG’S!
Charming beautiful lovely gorgeous cuddly creatures, and
also DOG’S!
You could almost forget that they are DOG’S such is their
fluffy gorgeous etc-ness – aren’t they Beautiful!?
Indeed they are, and also, they are DOG’S!
One does one’s best to keep long sensitive noses away from
erm, things ‘too indelicate’
for the fair readers eye to consider, you know what I mean,
animal droppings, rotting animal corpses etc, things which appear all too
attractive to a long sensitive nose and almost demand to be sniffed (or worse!)
Yes, we are talking DOG’S here.
DOG’S which despite being fed a luxurious diet and being
over weight, nevertheless appear to be starving and which simply MUST devour
all manner of impossibly revolting material at any opportunity.
DOG’S apparently (and yes, I’ve looked this up on the
internet – it’s true!) will sometimes eat erm ‘droppings’, both other animals
waste material and also other dog’s um similar erm, quite, no, don’t think
about it.
Despite many theories, No one knows why they do this.
I discourage them intently, I really do, but I can’t be with
them 24-7 as they are free to come and go through the dog flap. And to watch
their every move whilst out walking you would need eyes in the back of your
head.
Be all that as it may, I believe the culprit this time was
one or both of two well rotted rabbit corpses which we encounter every day
whilst walking.
We have a constant battle. The DOG’S ‘Need’ to stick their
noses into these remains, and possibly devour them and I equally need to stop
them doing so.
I think that Maeve got to one of the ‘remains’; it was only
for seconds but that may have been enough.
Days later Maeve did not want to eat.
Her guts were bubbling and griping. She was not happy.
Silly damn dog.
What you don’t want with a big fluffy gorgeous hairy DOG, is
for that DOG to have the screaming shits!
No better love does a man have for his dog, that he trims
her (censored description of an unclean posterior) and gives her a bath.
Maeve is now considerably less hairy about the nether
regions, and she smells much better too.
For some reason the crazy bird seed droppers were thin on
the ground this week and park benches were free from offending material. Fear
not, the patrol goes on (weather permitting)
I am thankful for small mercies.
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