Can't you just picture it.
It's a beautiful spring morning, daffodils are proudly displaying their colours underneath the weeping willow tree. The grass is swaying in a gentle breeze, the birds are singing softly and in the background you can hear a dog barking - pan across the meadow to a small cottage and zoom in on the front door.....
I step out the door in my fluffy pink dressing gown and ugg boots, hair a mess, the first fag of the day hanging out the side of my mouth (I don't actually smoke, I just liked the image???!!!), and in my best fish-wife impression yell "come here precision instrument".....
Nah, it's not pretty is it.
To be honest, when you look at Spikey, "precision instrument" isn't the first thing to come to mind.
I mean the dog just sags all over the place.
His eyes are droopy, his jowls sag, he dribbles out both sides of his mouth and froths from his nose when he's really excited, his chest and neck all come together in one big droopy fold of flesh and fur - as far as dogs go, he's a mess really......
But the thing that impresses me - "stand back and be amazed" kind of thing - is when he's going flat out, nose firmly placed on the ground, little legs going a mile a minute - he manages to not stand on his own drooping jowls.
Precision instrument, I tell ya.......
2 comments:
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lol Helen :) Great imagery. You had me thinking for a sec there that I never recalled you smoking?! He's a beautiful dog too! Beagle?
JM:)
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