Aug 06, 2009 22:06
So I had my date today. It was interesting...
Turns out The Vet had managed to pick up a dog (I think some sort of bearded collie/lurcher/greyhound thing) so me, The Vet and Stella the seven year old, trained mutt went off to the beach for a walk. It was a loooong walk - my calves really hurt from walking in the sand. Soft sand is seriously hard to walk in! Anyway, we walked Stella the mutt up the beach for what I am going to guess was about 3 miles, sat down (throwing the tennis ball the keep Stella the Mutt amused and ended up talking for a few hours. We must have been sitting and walking in the sun for a while cos I'm a little bit red now! Anyway we must have been at the beach for at least 4 hours so that was all good, and the chat was flowing and it was going quite well. So we headed back into Aberdeen and had a cup of tea (or two) and more chat at my house.
It was all going really well - until his dog threw up in my sitting room. And then in the hall.
Turns out Stella the wondermutt had been eating sand and drinking sea water - I know this because the dog sick had a lot of sand and sea water in it. The Vet was mortified! But he did clean it all up, and was prepared to go to the supermarket to buy carpet cleaner (the one cleaning product I don't seem to have!). To make up for his dog vomitting all over my house he's cooking me dinner on Saturday so it can't be all bad!
... and he's just text me - Stella the wondermutt threw up in his car on the way home, and just now, in his sitting room. The dog is clearly faulty.
Anyway, certainly a first date to remember!