I just went out to hang up some towels to dry and looked
round for my flip-flops. Remembering I’d
left them behind the back door to dry after I washed the terrace this morning,
I made my way to the place I'd left them, and then just seeing one shoe on the mat, my heart sank.
He was back to his old tricks again. The
moment I turn my back, or as in this case, simply forgot, a shoe
disappears. Does anyone else have a dog
with a shoe fetish? The hunt was
on. I have a wardrobe full of “one”
shoe. I don’t need another for my
collection.
Ever since he was a small pup on the streets
with his mother and brother when I first met him, and brought him home to join
the menagerie he has had a “thing” about my shoes. Rarely two (although I never did find a pair
of black moccasins) even one missing is of course enough to be a nuisance as
I’m sure you can imagine. I love him to
bits – who wouldn’t? Just look at this picture of him as a babe. Have you ever seen anything so dopey looking? Who could resist?
I found the flip-flop buried in the front garden. He didn’t even try to look guilty which is unusual for him. Like I said, I love him to bits. All 35Kg (that’s 5.5 stone in English – he’s a big boy!) But he drives me nuts!!!
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