When I lived with Ma and Pa we used to have two dogs. Barney was our first dog and was a stray mongrel whom Pa had rescued after he'd been brought into his police station (Pa was a cop on desk duty at the time.) Benny was a pedigree King Charles Spanniel who'd performed dismally at every show on account of him being a fat bastard. The uppity old aunt who'd bought him decided that he wasn't good enough to keep and so dumped him on us indefinitely (permanently as it transpired.)
Come their first Christmas day together the two dogs were given a treat of fresh turkey meat in their bowls. Benny wolfed his down and then - being the greedy bugger that he was - started on Barney's. Barney was a bit non-plussed by the rude behaviour of this interloper and attempted to edge his way towards his own food. Benny responded by presenting his rump to Barney to block his various approaches. Barney persisted for a short while and then appeared to frown and stepped back as if to give the situation some careful consideration...
A few moments later Barney was taking Benny up the arse with some vigor - Benny just carried on eating as though it wasn't happening.
Both seemed rather happy with the outcome. Benny got some stuffing with his turkey. This became a Christmas tradition thereafter.
On that savoury note ...
Happy Christmas everyone !
E-K
8 comments:
That's a fine image to put in a chaps head on Christmas Eve!!!
Time to open the wine
Merry Christmas
I'm reading this after 2 large Bristol Cream Amontillados and near enough a bottle of the shittiest white my local premier store had to offer (I've to keep the good stuff for the family do tomorrow) and I larfed and larfed. Imagine what state I'd be in after a nice fat Camberwell Carrot?
A lovely seasonal story that warms the cockles of Stonewall stalwarts who go on about gay penguins!
Merry Christmas one and all!
Keep going E-K, you're better than an expensive therapist for me!
Ha ha ha!
Happy Christmas to all at Elec Turrets!
Ah, lovely. Not a dry leg in the house.
Merry Christmas.
Spaniels do love their grub
They also smell and would struggle to kill a mouse
Sort of like that brain damaged kid at school, you protect it, send it on erands but secretly wish that it would fuck off and not come back
I love you E-K
Pavlov - I set up a Christmas trap especially for you.
Ranter - Your mental well being is my greatest concern.
Scrobs - We have no 'turrets' but we do have something similar to Tourette's ... is that close enough ?
Woman - I knew you'd take my bawdy humour well. I'm dreading what Ellee might think of me.
Beast - Ha ha ! We had that kid around here today. "Mum's kicked me out - I left my chemistry set on the bed and ruined the duvet. Kin I stay wiv yoo ?"
Anon - Love you too. xx
Merry Christmas Kev.
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