Valentineâs Day soppiness
Mr. Bsag has fallen in love again on Valentineâs Day. He found the Retired Greyhound Trustâs page, and hasnât been the same since. Every few minutes, he finds another really cute photo, and makes the kind of cooing sounds that people usually reserve for small babies. Now that Iâve seen them, Iâm going all mushy too. Spike in particular, seems like the kind of goofy-looking dog I could do business with.
I grew up with lots of pets, but since I left home Iâve lived in rented places where I havenât been allowed to keep pets, and Iâve always felt that thereâs been something missing. Weâll have to wait a bit longer, as the tenancy agreement on our current flat specifically prohibits pets (and children, actually, so thereâll be no little Bsags until we can move). In any case, judging by these pictures, the first thing you need when you get a greyhound is a couple of spare sofas, as they seem to be comfort-seeking missiles, with an uncanny ability to fill any soft furniture to overflowing with miles of skinny legs.
Good job we're not all the same!…
