|Halle, who always did |
manage to land on her feet
Being the owner of two dogs I have often had to wait whilst one had a wee on an innocuous looking tree stump following immediately by the other over exactly the same spot. As it was always Barry after Gerty, and he is higher up the pecking order in our pack, I had always assumed that it was him asserting his dominance and proclaiming ownership of his territory. Apparently not. What dear Barry is doing is telling all other dogs in the vicinity how big his pack is. He is proclaiming: "There are two of us so come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough!"
This notion tickled me, not least because a pack size of two is hardly anything to write home about. So, as one does to fill the voids in conversation, I repeated this fact to several others and finally to my husband who was mutually amused and entertained.
A few days later on his day off from work and therefore my day off from walkies my husband returned from said walk and whilst brewing a cup of tea, nonchalantly mentioned that he had again observed the practice of double urination and had had to quell an instinctive urge to participate in a bid to exaggerate pack numbers. This tickled me too.