chunt flu dog short story:
the day the girls went back to school and her indoors went back to whatever she does, benson ran away. (it was also my wife's bday.)
my mum in law left our side gate open and I was called at work.
"dog's escaped... I don't know how long." she mumbled.
so I fanged it home and combed the fucking neighbourhood twice. we had everyone looking for the twat including three rangers.
an hour and a half later I found him at the house behind us eating all of their dog's treats in their garden.
he had no idea anything was wrong as he tried to get two rawhide bones in his mouth to take home.
the missus dropped off some apology choccys yesterday.
stoopid fucking depressed dog.
luckily I'm at home today in this storm to kick him.
violence solves everything.