For 13 years have had Wally, a massive labrador, helping me in the shed by knocking stuff over with his tail, getting under foot and generally being a great mate, but getting older and slowing down. 18 mths ago, my daughter had her heart broken by a two-timing @#$%^, and was grief-stricken to the point SWMBO and I thought she might need professional help. As an interim measure, I thought if she had something to love, she might come good, and bought her a miniature poodle pup.
Net result, in 2 weeks the daughter was brand new, lost interest in the pup, and the little fella attached himself to me, big-time. Have never seen myself as a poodle kinda bloke, but Pea is a delight, and the big dog has a new lease on life, play fighting and all the rest. Pea wouldn't make one good mouthful for Wally, but they are great mates, and I now have two traffic hazards in the shed. Life moves in mysterious ways, eh?:D
Net result, in 2 weeks the daughter was brand new, lost interest in the pup, and the little fella attached himself to me, big-time. Have never seen myself as a poodle kinda bloke, but Pea is a delight, and the big dog has a new lease on life, play fighting and all the rest. Pea wouldn't make one good mouthful for Wally, but they are great mates, and I now have two traffic hazards in the shed. Life moves in mysterious ways, eh?:D
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