|Banjo and a bag of his own shit. Cute.|
My sister got a pet dog there a few weeks ago. She lives just around the corner from me so when she was away for her husband's birthday last weekend she asked me to look after him for the night. I call him Banjo. He's a real cutie pie. Anyways, it's the night of the minding so meself and husband walk round to her house to keep the poor, old thing company. Husband gets distracted by their telly and sits down to watch some crap while I bring the dog for a walk. We're walking around the green area down the end of our estate, it's surrounded by bushes and shrubs and all that malarkey. The dog loves it. He sniffs everything and loves having a good old gander about. So we come to one particular exciting set of brambles. Banjo sniffs at them, he is loving them. He sticks his little snout in and has a root around. There's something in there he wants. Now, it's pitch black so I can't see a thing, only Banjo looking cute rooting around in the bushes. Then he starts to roll around onto his back. He looks up at me; on his back with his little paws like a bunny rabbit. Little cutie! He rolls around a bit more before I get bored and yank him away with his lead. After a while we head back to the house. I let Banjo off the lead as he runs in the door and up to Kieran who is dying to give him an oul hug and a pet. "Aw, Banjo, you're so cute, c'mere Banjo, you cutie little bundle of cuteness." He's hugging and kissing him and giving him a good rub on his little belly. Then Banjo comes back over to me and I'm about to pet him when husband sniffs the air, then sniffs his hand, then sniffs the dog. "What's that smell?" I sniff the air, then sniff my hands, then sniff the dog. "Ugh, Jesus! He's covered in shit!" The dog is covered in shit. It's all over his back, his face, his collar, everywhere. "Ya dirty fecker!" I yell. How'd it happen though? I think back to Banjo rambling around in those brambles, looking so cute. He wasn't being a sweet little dog, he was being a dirty old mongrel, rolling around in some other dog's shite! Needless to say we had to give him a good old scrub. The dirty git.