Sunday, February 01, 2009
Deluxe dog food
As if I wasn't excited enough about the idea of getting a dog, almost all of my patients (well, two) have just got puppies that they wave in my face (after I pester them for half an hour with casual inquiries as to the exact location of the puppy) and they're far too cute and snuffly and are pushing me over the edge. Anyway, I think it would be sensible to wait til I get back from South Africa to get a dog, not least so I can take a bit of time off to run through fields with it, paw in hand and what-not. In the meantime I keep striking up dog based chatter with people for no reason other than to fuel my own excitement. Yesterday I told a man that i was thinking about getting a dog and he told me about his sister's dog. it's a very unusual pedigree dog apparently, with an unusual coloured tongue. 'She cannot just feed it any old shit it has to have special food'. The type of dog food that comes in foily sachets or looks more like organic ready meals I imagined. 'It's got to have egg fried rice from the Chinese'. Hmmm. I might tell people that my dog can only consume roast grouse and port. Or French fancies and babycham. Although maybe I won't say that to anyone who might have him round for tea. Otherwise he might stop eating his pedigree chum and insist I get the Mr Kipling's in.
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