It started on Monday when I got a ride home from my Eskimo second ex-husband. (My first ex-husband lives in the UK so it's highly unlikely that he would drive past me while I was waiting at the bus stop). Anyway, as he had offered me a lift home I felt it only polite to invite him in for a cup of coffee to say thank you. He is no stranger to our house; he was Perfect Husband's best friend for over 30 years- in fact Perfect Husband was the Best Man at mine and Eskimo ex's wedding; turned out he really was the best man in the end....!! Eskimo ex hadn't met Bindi though, and she took an instant dislike to him, I guess maybe dogs aren't bad judges of character are they? She did her very best and loudest barking and growling, wouldn't go anywhere near him except when he offered her a small dog treat (she snatched it and ran away to eat it behind the couch) and promptly deposited a small poo on the carpet, a sure sign of her displeasure at his company.
Fortunately we have a carpet shampooer, so that wasn't much of a problem, just so long as she doesn't make a habit of it. Maybe it's a dog's way of keeping undesirable strangers at a safe distance, by producing a small minefield of defensive poos, with the dog safe in the middle........??
So that was Monday. Then on Tuesday Perfect Husband was playing with Whiney Dog, whilst Bindi was watching. She looked as though she wanted to join in but was afraid to in case either one of them accidentally trampled on her, so Perfect Husband picked her up and placed her on our bed so she could feel safe and gave her my Snoopy to play with. Snoopy is a soft cuddly toy that Perfect Husband gave me as a gift some time ago, and it lives on our bed. Not any more though; Bindi picked it up, shook it around then abused it in a most unladylike manner! I think she felt a whole lot better, although Snoopy will never be the same again, and is now banned from the bed forever, even after his spin in the washing machine...... (Maybe I should take it to see a trauma counselor...)
Bindi also has a taste for wine; me and perfect Husband were sitting together on the back door step while the dogs were exploring the garden, when suddenly Bindi sneaked behind him onto the step, stuck her tiny head into his wine glass and started lapping up his wine! She really IS my dog.....I absolutely adore wine, although I don't think I've ever pooed on a carpet (you'd have to ask my mum) nor have I ever sexually abused anything, let alone a cuddly Snoopy!
Naturally I didn't think a photo of dog poo or Snoopy Abuse would be appropriate, so today's photo is my new Bambi skirt, which I am in love with!! It's from Hot Topic if you're interested; one of my favourite shops and an excellent source of gifts for Fabulous Daughters One and Two!
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