Tuesday, May 06, 2014

George, me and the black kettle

You can't tell from this photo but when George returned from kennels he was a little barrel. Normally he's quite shapely about the waist but it had disappeared.

I said, 'George, honestly, when they're in kennels most dogs pine for their owners. They stop eating and lose weight; you've come back as a roly-poly podge.'
George looked at me then said, 'Two things: a) have you considered that I may have eaten to bury my sorrow?'
'Um, no. But it's not likely is it?'
'But it's possible though?'
'Well, yes, I suppose so.'
'Thank you. And b) I'd just like to say two words: pot kettle.'
'Point taken. I won't mention your fat belly again.'
'Thank you.'

He decided to follow me to the top of the folly in Clyne Gardens today. Here's the folly:

And here you can almost see George thinking, 'Okay I'm up here but what do I do now?'


Shirley Davis said...

George is a faithful friend. He knew how much you'd forked out for his full board & lodging so he forked into his dinner. So you should thank him for his loyalty I think, Liz xx

Trubes said...

He's sure having the last laugh by the look of him !


Liz Hinds said...

Hm, that's one way of looking at it, Shirl! x

He always does, Di. x

CherryPie said...

Everyone needs a George in their lives :-)

Robyn Lee said...

Don'tcha hate it when your pets point the finger back at you??

Liz Hinds said...

They do, cherrypie!

It's an annoying habit he has, robyn!

nick said...

George always looks the picture of innocence, doesn't he? As if he couldn't possibly have done anything wrong, or if he did it was entirely someone's else's fault.