Oh-oh my mum has an Airedale fetish
Mum came home all excited today–all because of an Airedale. Dad and I know she’s got this thing about Airedales… it worries us sometimes. Dad does a pretty good job of distracting her. And he tries to remind her that we live in a unit and not a house. And that we’re pretty full up now with two humans, one dog (me), and two cats.
Anyhow, she’s just found out that one of her colleagues has a gorgeous Airedale called Toby, aka “the Womble”. That’s him in the photo you can see–complete with winter shaggy hairdo. In summer, he gets trimmed to look like a piece of modern sculpture.
Toby’s favourite pastimes include trench digging, garden landscape redesign, and clothes destruction! In other words, he’s big TROUBLE! He DIGS STUFF UP. He EATS THE CLOTHES. I hope she remembers that when she starts thinking about replacing me with one of those big funny-looking woolly dogs.
Not that I mean to be breedest, or anything. I’m just worried about ending up being a street dog. I’m not sure I could live on the homeless allowance. In any case, I’d be lonely. And I’d miss that big warm bed.
Posted by Bacchus on June 19th, 2003 at 11:40pm
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