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 a Boston Terrier |
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My little dog, Dodo, has black bulbous eyes and a squashed-up excuse for a nose. He's loved by old ladies, they make this quite plain. but relations with me have come under some strain! Today, he had Tippex all over the floor and he did for my specs while I went to the door. He takes buttons from blouses and laces from shoes and regards table legs as his own special chews. My friends side with Dodo. They say with a cough they can tell that poor Dodo is not loved enough. And Dodo responds to their oohs and their ahs with sorrowful gazing and four frantic paws! I think I must love him a helluva lot since his 'walkies' are sacrosanct, no matter what! Well. I note as I buffet through bucketing rain that his raincoat keeps rain out much better than mine! I make do with the drumstick while he has the breast and the armchair he sleeps in of course is the best. And aren't I the one who goes round with a bin collecting the doodahs that Dodo has done! |
 Ursula Kiernan
is an ex-advertising copywriter and retired psychotherapist.
She has published three full
collections: FISH THAT SING, ONLY SICILIAN LEMONS and HOUSE OF THE LEFT-HAND
DOOR. All available at £4 each from the author at 16a Lower Street, Pulborough,
West Sussex RH20 2BL.
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