Black Doggerel

lawwwl Spike. I always hope the last dog walk of the night'll be quiet becaue I want to go to bloody BED, but no.

first there's the guy with the two offleash Staffies, whose recall wasn't good enough to stop them barrelling up to my dogs even though he was yelling his head off. They weren't trying to be aggressive, I don't think - I never saw them coming and I was too startled by the MASSIVE SPIKESPLOSION to ever really get a look at them, but I think if they'd been as angry as he was I'd have been in the middle of an actual fight instead of just a shouting match.

we got away from those, and we're nearly home when we pass a big white plastic bag on the pavement; it's one of those bags that charities give out for you to fill with your unwanted stuffs and leave outside the door for them to pick up. Poking out of the top of the bag was a white stuffed toy bunny, possibly bigger than Spike.

...I don't even need to tell you what happened next, do I?

I love my psycho hosebeast dog.

also, woke up today with almost no headache. WOOHOO.