On a lighter note ...
I dread to think what Pooch’s previous owners did, but he never asks to go out, just starts to shuffle around, like he’s trying to get comfortable. He’d sooner make a mess than any noise to show he wants to go out
Anyway, he started shuffling around, so I put down my book and he got excited, picked up his lead and yes, he definitely was interested, so out we went
It’s finally stopped raining, so it was a pleasant amble up the hill
Pooch got interested in what looked like a leaf blowing across the path, I pulled him back as the “leaf” seemed to move rather too uniformly to be a leaf. It was a frog! What’s a frog doing in a field? I let it hop away, with a very interested Pooch tracking it, but unable to get at it
I’d noted where the frog had gone and on the way back past, I made sure Pooch couldn’t get too close. Bless him, he stopped near the frog, got up on his hind legs and was peering over at it, tail wagging ... most put out when I pulled him away!
I’ve never met a Pooch so desperate to be friends with ever person or creature he meets. Up on his hind legs, tail wagging and sniffing while making a “yes, yes, yes” noise lol
Pooch then “talked” to me all the way to the van, desperate to go back and make friends with the frog!!!
He’s now curled up on my bed and will no doubt start snoring soon