Midge and I enjoyed a blissful evening in front of it...
and another....
all was going well...
until the day I was whisked to the vets, suffered the ingnominy of a SHAVE,
drugged and sliced open,
vital bits removed,
stitched up again and left to come round from the anaesthetic in a CAGE.
What NEXT, for dog's sake?
I am now doomed to celibacy, no he-dog will ever show interest again, my looks will fade and I will become an embittered old hound, out on the lonesome prairie, shunned by all... Yeah, well, it might happen like that. Meanwhile, I was given scrambled eggs for tea, lots of pampering, and the stove was on ALL DAY to keep me warm, so in truth I have made a speedy recovery and am back to giving Midge a run for her money when she starts winding me up.
Anyway, folks, Christmas is upon us and I should wish you all a very fine holiday, with lots of bones and snacks, milk and dog chocolates and anything else you can con out of them.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ASH
Painting by Anne Mandeville 'The Marvellous Eve'
