I refuse, absolutely refuse, to buy Keith his own packet of dog biscuits when I do the shopping!
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
Concerning!
Paddy is continuing to be happy and settled here and Keith and he have bonded beautifully. There is just one thing that concerns me though. I told Keith that, in order for a dog to realise his place in the 'pack', it is advisable for us to eat before Paddy does and he has taken that on board; so much so that, before he gives Paddy his dog biscuits, he eats one himself.
I refuse, absolutely refuse, to buy Keith his own packet of dog biscuits when I do the shopping!
I refuse, absolutely refuse, to buy Keith his own packet of dog biscuits when I do the shopping!
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