I love my dog, I love my dog, but he is also a MASSIVE twat and I am considering having him stuffed and mounted on the wall 😂He’s an 11 month old lab and basically, he’s like a cross between a toddler on Haribo and a basically good hearted teenager who’s been into the cheap vodka that’s been hidden at the back of the cupboard for ten years… he’s very good at home but dear god, walks at the moment are a trial, between the cloth ears and the apparent complete inability to walk on the lead nicely for more than 5 steps… and let’s not even mention the prancing pony impersonation that we’re treated to if he passes another dog, the great daub. It’s a good job I’m fairly strong, or I’d have been towed facedown across a fair few fields by now 🙈 He is kept under control and not allowed to crash around like a rugger bugger on a stag night, but it is hard work 😓
Please someone tell me that he’ll dial down the bellend levels at some point… we do have a vets appointment to discuss the snip next week as he’s about to turn one, and he’s not going to be a stud dog, soooo ✂️