My day with Benji...... ......discovered, first thing, that he had chewed the button off my jeans sometime in the night and, just at the moment Henrys lift to school arrived, after frantic searching, that he had hidden a school shoe under the trampoline some time the preceding day. Took him for his constitutional and he rolled extensively and hideously in fox poo and then proceeded to become stone deaf whilst he happily consumed the last few remains of rotting dead sheep - me shouting and whistling and cursing and begging from about 500 metres away (I have a back injury which prevents me moving faster than an elderly tortoise at the moment - and he knows it). Got him back home with all the car windows open and had to bribe my son to lift him into the bath for me (having discovered the two chewed up toilet rolls on the bathroom floor and cleared them up first). Managed to get the stench out with homemade lavender and bog myrtle shampoo, but whilst (not) enjoying his spa experience he managed to chomp a piece off the plant on the side of the bath. Finally, back in bed, lying flat on my poor back (on my partially consumed memory foam mattress) he joins me, head on the pillow beside me and rolls onto his back chewing noisily on his antler. Never a dull moment with a Spanish dog......
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 20:44:49 +0000
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