The morning had started off on the wrong note, having forgotten to switch off the alarm, he had been woken at the ungodly hour of 5.30 on his day off! Then, he was subjected to a kitchen full of smelly rubbish his new rescue dog, Billy, had decided needed releasing from the confines of the waste bin……. How he wished he hadn’t had a take -away curry the night before, or just put the containers straight into the outside bin, as there was also the natural doggy consequence of said dog eating the remains of the curry to clear up too! Whoever said that getting a dog was a good idea would be being told!!!…… but then again, Billy was looking extremely sorry for himself, and hiding in a corner only half wagging his tail.
“Ah well, it ‘s early days Billy”, he said, “Come here, I’ll forgive you, but no more emptying my bins…. You’ve got a home now, and I promise I’ll feed you… so no more foraging for my curries!!!” The wire -haired terrier slunk towards him on all fours, unsure if he was still in trouble, then turned over in an act of submission.
“OK son, here you go…. belly rub to make friends!” The dog almost looked like he was laughing at being tickled then jumped up and gave him a very wet lick on the end of his nose, tail wagging so hard it looked like it might drop off!
“Sorry I shouted Billy” he muttered “What was I supposed to do?”
Taking on a dog looked like it was going to be quite challenging, but, as he gazed into the dog’s liquid eyes, he thought that maybe a dog wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
© Hilary Taylor