It has been said before , The Beast is going to the dogs.
As previously posted I was not having a good day yesterday , and then suddenly found myself sole carer for two dogs . Alfie and Lloyd. So I planned my evening around dealing with my canine chums , who are always a bit uptight when away from there daddy. We had our dinner , and then set out for an evenings walking , down to the beach , frollicked in the sand then wandered back home again. Which we all enjoyed and the dogs were magnificently behaved.
Alfie is always good , but Lloyd is a bit of a gangster. If anyone is going to take a leak on the floor or curl out a crafty dump in one of your trainers its Lloyd....... and you know he did it on purpose , just to make a point.
After a pleasant evening we retired to bed , Lloyd curled up in his little nest on the chair , and Alfie on his bed on the floor.Some time during the night Alfie sneaked up and snuggled up on my bed , and probably due to the two hour walk fell into a deep in continent sleep. I awoke at 5am lying in a big old wet patch. Duvet , sheets , mattress all warm wet and steaming.
This is the second time Alfie has done this to me ......and its a brand new mattress.
As if this wasn't bad enough , the thing that will have the Beast biting lumps out of the dinning room table will be Mr C's reaction.......
I can picture it now
followed by an Exclamation of ' Its funny how he only ever does it to you !'
So funny I almost WET MYSELF
but then again I didnt need to.