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| Charlie and the Bear |
Last night I was meeting a friend
in The Lion pub, a very friendly place where dogs are welcome and often greeted
with a treat. I went straight from work so took Charlie with me. I am getting
more organised when I take Charlie to the pub now and generally arm myself with
his dinner which I can piece feed him to keep him sitting and quiet. I wasn’t
just my friend who was coming though, she was bringing Charlies friend Harry
Bear, a lovely Flat Coat. Unfortunately Charlie was not able to contain his
excitement and because I stopped him wrestling Bear to the ground he sat and
howled. Now friendly as this pub is, I was quite sure that the patrons did not
want to drink their beer to the dulcet tones of a hound so he had to go into
the car where he wouldn’t disturb anyone.
After my drink I was pleasantly surprised
to find Charlie sat in the boot where I had put him; maybe he had actually
stayed put?! Alas no. Once I opened the drivers’ door I could see that Charlie
had decided to have a picnic. Please note that my drivers' seat does not have
interesting shading; that was the water that Charlie managed to open! The
advantage of Charlie’s consistently destructive behaviour is that I am always
prepared so I did have a towel in the car; but I did still have a slightly damp
bum when I got home!
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