Perhaps @fowllyd and @lifeintheslowlane should meet on Brighton beach with their dogs.
It’d be the 60s and the sods and the cockers* all over again.
*I don’t care if they’re not cockers. I am not wasting that pun.
Perhaps @fowllyd and @lifeintheslowlane should meet on Brighton beach with their dogs.
It’d be the 60s and the sods and the cockers* all over again.
*I don’t care if they’re not cockers. I am not wasting that pun.
We had this little guy for 13 years. He was a bit wild and took some chunks out of ex boyfriend’s hands and the vet. He had 30 crosses next to his name at the vets. Most “naughty” animals had about 3.
Mine’s also a Cocker, but working type so has looks rather like an undersized Springer (or a much smaller flat-coated retriever). Slighter in build, smaller ears, less square in the muzzle and less dome to the head. And, like yours, mine has an undocked tail.
All of which means that Bletch’s pun stands. Damn.*
* OK, so it was a good one.
This page makes me want to have my own pet again. Damn living in a flat in London.
Do you have any outdoor space? If you have, and you can fit a catflap, then you could certainly have a cat - the ideal city pet in so many ways. I had cats for almost all of my eighteen years in London, starting in a garden flat, then a flat with roof terrace, before moving to houses with their own (none too large) gardens. The only cat I have digital pics of is Tish (short for Morticia), who accompanied me to Newcastle for four years and then to Southampton, having been picked up from a rescue place as a kitten along with her brother (who was, of course, called Gomez). Note the Marilyn Monroe beauty spot, white paws and tail tip.
Ah silly me…should have realised he was a Working Cocker, I see enough of them around here. Pretty well all of them are black and you can be sure the non-working variety of Cocker or Springer won’t be a single colour.
Working Cockers are inexhaustable, pretty well. Go on a 5 mile walk with one and the dog will run 20.
Although we have 2 balconies I doubt my partner would allow us to put a catflap in the balcony doors. Also when we did live in a house with a garden he blocked up the catflap as soon as we moved in. He’s not the biggest of cat fans although did mellow with the neighbours ones.
Poor old Douglas