Monday, March 03, 2008

stealth hound

Had I not missed it with both my own eyes and ears I would never have believed it. But miss it I did, "it" being 26kg of Irish Water Spaniel climbing his big wooley arse onto the sofa, curling up into rather a large ball and placing his head on a pillow. Right next to me and Sal. How the fuck does that happen? How can that much dog get up onto a sofa that two people are sitting on without either of them noticing? This is a dog that, when settling himself on the floor, whumps down like a sack of spunds. This is a dog, mind you, that tip-toes - I shit you not; he lifts his claws up away from our polished boards - when stealing bog-rolls, something he'll still do if he gets the opportunity. He's a smart bastard.

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