My collie has a problem with his brain being missing. He found some unusually stupid squirrels while we were out playing ball, chased them up a blackthorn tree and made my heart stop by coming down with his face covered in blood. Luckily the thorns missed all the really vital parts like his eyes - once I'd cleaned it up it was just a few small cuts ( Read more... )

It says something about how fortunate - or perhaps merely optimistic - I am when the only thing capable of moving me to vicious rantage is the arseholes who don't pick up after their dogs. It's especially annoying when they use the same dog walking routes as I do, because I know my dogs are far more attractive and memorable and conspicuous than ( Read more... )