DP took the dog out for a walk on Sunday. She got injured when she leapt like a goat and one of her back legs landed down the slats of a storm drain.
It's not a bad injury. It's just a cut on the inside leg and she doesn't seem remotely bothered about it.
But DP feels guilty. He's just got home from a day/night away with work and has brought with him a bunch of flowers and several bags of dog treats as an apology to the dog.
Not just that, but he has also made up a song to the tune of S Club 7's "Never Had a Dream Come True". The lyrics are a mix of messages about how much he loves the dog and how sorry he is.
My DP is a good man. Mental. But wonderful.