talking of baking. took my fenton into town for the first time ever yesterday

not never been in the town in all his five glorious annus caninnusses so it was a merry old jape as we set off with his tail going at maximum wag as the family set off in search of a shop that sold raincoats as my son had not brought one with him. off they all trooped into the raincoat emporium while fenton and i dutifully waited outside minding out own business in the porch keeping out of the rain.

all of a sudden, WHOOSH! THUD! 😳 the lead went taut to the right and it dawned on me suffern was indeed up.

upon looking to my right i spied a rather large middle aged woman in the prone position with her designer sunglasses hanging off one lug. "are you alright?" i asked, "yes i think so but i cant get up" she puffed, so i done the chivalrous thing and helped her to her inappropriately sandal clad feet. it was at this point my spidey senses noticed a half eaten sausage roll protruding from her chubby bejewelled mit. i then realised that so too had the dog, who proceeded to gobble the entire thing down in not too many hundredths of a second. "well some you win, some you lose" i consoled her with as she waddled off down the street with the arse of her once white jeans now all sodden and covered in dirt.

further investigations revealed a greggs not but two shops up. the moral of this tale? why it's canine intervention of course. it's dog's way of saying you should maybe ease up on the sausage rolls my dear. 🐶

Posted By: Tombs on September 26th 2016 at 17:40:54

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