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Wee spot of bother with BG
Jun 28 2009 Sunday Sun
MY dog BG was in fine form this week, embarrassing me in true doggie style. We were in the village of Ovingham to open its annual Goose Fair.
Myself and Kenny Toal were asked to lead the procession – Kenny declined the offer of wearing a goose outfit – and – in traditional costume – we read out an age-old proclamation to mark the fair’s opening.
But it all went wrong at the pet stall. First BG cocked his leg at the edge of the stall just as I was about to buy him a pig’s ear . . . that’s a doggie treat, by the way. When I tried to stop him in full flow he just carried on spraying. Not on the grass, on my boots.
The stallholders told me they had been visited by many female dogs that day which might explain his behaviour. Not to me, it doesn’t.
He lost his crown jewels five years ago and sometimes I wonder if he’s gay, so there’s no excuse.
The Tibetan Terror managed to redeem himself by joining us for the parade and mincing through the village. He wasn’t spooked by the goose, the Morris dancers or Kenny in his top hat. And at least he wagged his tail for the cameras.
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