It’s been a bit of a week with animals this week. First of all the dog decided to take himself for a walk. The first thing I knew about it was when the black stray cat that hangs around came into the house in a lassie style mode and started biting me leg and trying to drag me outside (he usually bites me but never drags me anywhere). Anyway he was very agitated so I followed him outside and found the dog half way up the lane! The cat bit him to tell him off!
Then yesterday our white cat (who is the only one that is actually ours) came in and wee’d right in the dog’s bed! I’m not sure if she’s incontinent (can you get Tena Lady for cats?) or if she’s just getting her own back because every time the dog goes outside he wee’s on her!
So I got the bed washed and sorted out and was getting ready to go to bed myself last night. I let the dog out in the garden for his bedtime wee (sorry this blog is all about wee!!) and he only went and rolled in some kind of sh***!! So there I was at almost 11pm bathing the dog! I’ve no idea what kind of animal the muck came from but it really made me feel sick.
Now I’m sitting here watching Dr. Doolittle and thinking wouldn’t it be great if animals could talk, but after the week I’ve had I think it’s a good job that they can’t 😉