It’s a dog’s life.

Hi ,

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Today has been a good day in spite of the continuing bad weather.

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Last night I went up to bed early, because Big H was watching yet another Jet Li film.

I had a good read before quickly dropping off.

Unfortunately, the silly man fell asleep on the settee until three in the morning, before eventually staggering to bed and waking  me up in the process.

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So there I was, up again at three thirty, eating a Warburtons Potato Pancake with a nice cup of tea, while surfing the early morning television channels.

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I finally ended up watching a harrowing documentary about young men who keep huge dogs as offensive weapons.

One section of the film showed an inner cityVet and some of the terrible cases he was dealing with.

One poor little dog had been found thrown out on the street, suffering with deep cigarette burns all over its head and neck, and with it’s ear torn off.

It was in a terrible state and covered in blood, as was shown by pictures taken before treatment began.  Even later on it was heartbreaking to see the recovering animal with only one ear, missing hair and numerous healing burns.

The Vet said that the evidence pointed to it having finally been thrown to a fighting dog as bait, in order to give that dog a taste of blood.  Grim viewing.

How can we have been civilised for so long and still have people capable of such deliberate cruelty, not only to animals, but to children and so many other people.

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You don’t need to go to sleep to have a nightmare, you can watch them on the news every day.

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Luckily, things improved later on, when Big H got up at ten and offered to take me to an Antiques Fair, to make up for creating so much noise coming to bed .

How excellent was that.  Getting to do one of my favourite things without one word of complaint from my remorseful partner, no matter how long I took examining all the stuff on every stall that caught my interest.

I managed to walk out eventually with many lovely pieces of treasure trove, all bartered down to unbelievably low prices.

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OK, OK,  I can guess what you are thinking, but you are definitely wrong.

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I am looking forward to tomorrow.  My day is going to get off to a good start with eggs and dippers and a good read of  The Sunday Times, and then….the world is my lobster.

Have a good one yourself.

LOL

J.

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