Ouchouchouch, I say. Excuse Me, says the Owner of a Poodle, We Are Next. We Wish to Discuss the Removal of Parts. Speak for Yourself, says the Poodle. This is an Emergency. He Ran Through a Bush, says the Owner. Oh Dear, says the Vet. He has a Scratched Eye, […]
Today the Owner and I go to Cambridge, where we visit the River. I have an excellent time and manage to Outrage Several Ducks (who congregate on the Other Side looking Supercilious) by suggesting I am On My Way to See Them. It is a Moral Victory, and one I […]
The Owner has told me not to drink from the pond. She says there are lots of things floating in it that I should not swallow, and not all of them are ducks. The Owner is occasionally wise about many things. I have, for example, still not worked out where […]
The Owner has a stone in her boot. I wait patiently for my walk to continue as she sits shaking the boot, but she cannot find the stone. Was it ever really there? She asks. Could she have imagined it? I suggest that it doesn’t matter whether it was there […]