Tuesday, 11 January 2011

Dog at one with nature

The Messiah and I took Dog for a walk on Monday. Dog wanted a closer look at the geese...









...but failed to put the brakes on.



I swear I heard the geese sniggering. Still, he enjoyed his swim and later made friends with the biggest dog he'd ever met.


Good old Dog.
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3 comments:

  1. Geese will sit there all day doing that to dogs, who never learn.

    Many years ago when I had a wife, we used to take our cat away on holiday, much against my better judgementm but I loved my wife then. After a particularly fraught drive to Cornwall from Belvedere, we arrived and cautiously opened the carrier to remove Wallis, the tabby, to fit him with a collar and long bit of string. Wallis, sensing freedom from the hell of captivity, made a bid for it down the hill towards the level bit of green at the bottom of the garden. This, with cartoon-like inevitability, being a pond covered in lily pads way too flimsy to adequately disperse the momentum of a full grown moggy arriving on top of them at maximum velocity. He didn't try it again.

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  2. Aw. What a cutie. BTW - love your blog title and its sentiment. How does on stay positive in the face of a teenager?! I'm still working on that...

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  3. Richard - that's a great start to a story "many years ago when I had a wife..." - it beats "in a land far, far away..." into a cocked hat. Fantastic. Dog has repeated his experience several times and, in fact, put in a performance worthy of Mark Spitz on his last attempt. The geese, of course, remain unimpressed and absolutely untouched.

    Jayne - Thank you so much. The only solutions I've come up with so far are alcohol and Dog, who dispenses a Zen-like calm by way of his amazing daftness.

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