Wednesday, 16 June 2010
Call the RSPCA
Well, would you believe it? Here I am, with a big plaster on my leg (bright red - so they couldn't miss it!) and they go out for lunch and leave me for what seemed like hours. Just to pay them back, I barked and howled to upset the neighbours until they returned. Then I only ate half my dinner because I knew there was a painkiller, an antibiotic and a worm tablet mixed in with it all. Do they think I have no sense of smell? I may be an old geezer but my nose is still in working order. I spat out the bits I didn't like on the kitchen floor. I am now going to sleep round the clock until they try and force feed me with more tablets. Who'd be a well loved dog?
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