Mad dogs and englishman go out in the midday sun, Well stella is a dog, and I am English tick, but it’s not the midday sun, it’s still absolutely glorious but it’s 3.30pm on a Sunday in may.
But to be frank Stella has awful flatulence and it’s either take her for a short walk or suffer from the awful stench coming from her arse. But too my annoyance she’s not doing what I want her to do.
It’s really quite cooking under the canopy if the trees, but I’ll not keep stella out too long as it’ll be counterproductive making her I’ll rather than relieving her wind.
The only draw back from living in a top floor flat is that it’s either walk or nothing as we rather obviously have no garden and dogs don’t, thankfully, use litter trays.
But to her credit Stella is without doubt the best tempremented dog I’ve ever known, with the exception of other dogs, she’s rarely any trouble, She definitely dues not belong to the stereotypical Staffordshire bull terrier image of the status dog and I fur the record have no criminal record except maybe the one Fugees album I bought.
I suppose under those circumstances any dig can turn vicious tho, I’m sure if you were to mistreat a Labrador it’s èventually bite however the day i meet a vicious lab will literally be the day i die.
I think by now you realise my live if dogs is huge but equally I do believe in knowing the breed you’re taking on. If you don’t know what you’re doing a dig can be a nightmare,
- They need exercise
- You need to be aware of any special needs
- any threats to them or you on the walks
so stella is without doubt the best of the dogs i have had, and she is the eighth, but only the second for which i have been solely responsible, but then the first i had to leave when i split with my ex.