Thursday, 13 October 2016
Beware of the Dog
The responsibility of looking after my daughter’s beloved dog weighs heavily. He is the cutest guy ever but can be quite a handful to manage. Buddy is allowed to sleep in his own bed in our bedroom but he’s not allowed onto our bed. This morning I woke up to find myself gazing at his furry face next to mine on my pillow. Well it’s been a long time since I shared my bed with two males.
Sarah warned me that he doesn’t like cyclists, joggers and people in high-viz jackets. She forgot to mention the motor bikes and noisy lorries. This morning he decided to add Chinese men to the list. He’s very good with other dogs when he’s off the leash but otherwise he will try to eat them too.
After breakfast we took him to Sirius Cove where dogs are allowed to run free. It is clearly a favourite venue of the professional doggy daycare people. I have never seen so many dog vans parked up in my life, Paws Galore, Mad Paws, Hairy Poppins, Pitter Patter Paws, Salty Dawg. No wonder there are so many designer dogs running on the beach. Buddy manfully tried to keep up with the big dogs streaking across the cove but he just couldn’t keep up with his little legs.
Right now he’s having his afternoon nap. I’m just wondering where I can take him for his evening walk where we won’t encounter any cyclists and joggers.