Thursday, 19 April 2012
Meet Max, a much-loved sixteen month old dalmatian. He's boisterous, sociable, inquisitive, and always hungry. Max been adopted by our son and daughter-in-law and whilst they have been away on honeymoon he's has been staying with us. As a house-guest he's been a little challenging and I rather feel it's been more a matter of his training us rather than the other way round. We returned him on Sunday after a three week stay and I must confess the house seems very quiet and empty without him: no more whimpering because Max is on his own, no more well-chewed plastic milk containers strewn on the floor and no more tiptoeing past a dog basket complete with sleeping hound, just a collection of unwanted dog biscuits in my pocket.