Walk The Dog.
Today, I took my
mum’s dog for a walk.
Man's best friend (left). |
(He’s worse than
me in this respect.)
He was no better
as a puppy, when he would spend the entire time trying to climb onto your lap.
The entire time he wasn’t eating gravel, that is. He still tries to sit on you
to this day, paying absolutely no heed to his now massive proportions.
He has no inkling of how huge he is. I’ve seen smaller towns. He’d definitely give Digby a run for his money.
One thing's for sure: he's never going to fit through that cat flap.
(Twat) |