Melanie has given us BISCUIT as her word of the day prompt today,
and this early post of mine immediately came to mind.
It didn’t see much traffic at the time, so maybe it will fare better today.
Sadly both dogs in this story are no longer with us, but then the event itself was over 30 years ago.
My sense of smell is very acute. In fact, it was a standing joke at home that I could smell freshly cooked sausage rolls from 200 yards. It was no good Mum trying to hide them as I would sniff them out and pinch one.
You know what they say. If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, sounds like a duck and smells like a duck, it must be a duck. OK, I can buy that.
Those of you familiar with some of my posts know how much I like dogs. Imagine then the scenario of having one that isn’t exactly tolerant of other dogs, and suddenly introducing a puppy into the fold.
In this instance, we’d heard of a 15 week old rough collie pup about to be put down simply because the owner had grown tired of it. I didn’t hesitate and said bring it…
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