Dogville (sorry I had to...)

At Christmas a friend of mine asked me what had happened to the dog, what indeed.

This is a very belated update of 'dog blog'. Clover did in fact return home unscathed in November, she didn't suffer any ill effects from the huge piece of bacon fat James' housemate fed her (in fact she seemed quite pleased with herself); we eventually forgave her for the couch wetting incident and now she's back.

Yes it's better than Big Brother it's... Dog Watch! And unlike Big Brother this particular dose of reality ends at the end of the week when Clover goes home (or does she?)

So with what may be the only post this time round, the following may be considered:

a. Exhibit D(og) continues to howl whenever left in isolation: (she became a shop dog for a couple of hours on Saturday)
b. Exhibit D continues to defecate before making it to the park virtually every bloody time (she has a preference for No. 23's doorstep since you ask).
c. Exhibit D seems to prefer our couch to her own lonely chair in the corner.
d. Exhibit D likes barking at dogs on the television.

To evict Clover, email me with the subject "Clover"
To evict Dave, email me with the subject "Dave"

Tomorrow on Dog Watch Clover makes bread with Anne Diamond and Dave bites the postman...