Friend: what are you doing weekend of xxxxx
Me (thinking there was a possibility of a night out or get together): Don't think we've anything planned but would need to check calendar
Friend: Because we are away and need someone to look after dog
Me (back-pedalling furiously): Oh I know a good pet sitter I can give you her number.
Friend: our last pet sitter let us down
Me (hoping he'll get the hint): But there are loads around, they will come and walk pooch twice a day and feed him
Friend: oh we just want what's best for him, he's so sweet. He just doesn't like other dogs.
Me (remembering the vicious snarling, constant leg humping, chewing everything and constant pestering): I really don't want to commit to and entire weekend just in case we want to get away ourselves with kids.
Friend: Oh, oh well, I can understand that.
I thought it was a bit cheeky not to ask straight out so he could suss out if I was free or not. He is totally blind about his dog, which is a pain in the arse. I wouldn't have minded so much had it been any other dog but I'm not really a doggy person and couldn't have a dog in my house because my poor cat would be traumatised.