The Pied Piper

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

“Erm, can you two at the back cut that please? That’s really not what I meant by ‘the best doggy’”

We met Lovely Shuvly and Basher (and their 4 dogs) for a walk on Yellowcraig beach today.

I’m not sure what aftershave Murphy put on before we left but he was irresistible to Bailey and Brody. They were absolutely RELENTLESS. Poor Murphy’s only escape from their ‘romantic overtures’ was when he ran into the sea!

Shuvly was telling us that the other morning, Bailey had decided to jump up on the bed in the spare room for a snooze.

Except the clean washing was lying on the bed in the spare room and when Bailey came trotting out, he was wearing one of Shuvly’s bras. He had managed to get his front legs in the straps, with one side hanging seductively off the shoulder and the cups lying perfectly across his chest.

I really don’t want to know what they feed those dogs!

C