Mistaken Identity

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

Day five of the cone. As Murphy can’t go in the river at the moment, Smashey and I took the dogs to Arthur’s seat. We were walking up the hill when a group of about 20 people came down carrying a Saltire and a European flag presumably to join the planned ‘Stop the Coup’ march at Holyrood.

I noticed that one of the men was the doppelgänger of a neighbour who Murphy adores. Unfortunately Murphy, who has been very subdued and lethargic for days, clocked him too. He excitedly launched himself like a rocket at the unsuspecting man, who got the full impact of Murphy’s cone in his belly and two muddy footprints on his t-shirt before Murphy realised his mistake and then just casually walked past as if nothing had happened!

Meanwhile, Jarvis (Smashley’s dog) took exception to the group and was barking at them like a lunatic.

Thankfully they found it quite funny and we apologised for our dogs insane behaviour. I was worried they would think we were Boris supporters!

C