Well there we were, playing in the park, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. It was spring, there were some lovely colours in the plants and trees and the weather was very nice without being too hot.
Jack likes nothing better than big open spaces and his ball or a stick. He just wants to play all the time. So he was quite keen when an old lady approached who had six of her own dogs. She started throwing the ball for Jack as we chatted. Liz she was called, and what a lovely old lady she was.
She said she lived close by and pointed over to this building, I wondered if it was some sort of sheltered accommodation? It looked very nice, but I didn’t think they allowed dogs in places like that.
Anyway, after some lovely chat she said anytime I wanted to drop in for tea, all I had to do was ring the main bell and tell one of the burly men who answered to come and fetch her and we could have a cuppa and a slice of Battenburg cake.
Jack thoroughly enjoyed playing with her six dogs, and when it came time to leave she poked me in the belly and made me bow! I forgave her though, I think she puts up with a lot as she says her husband is a little eccentric.
Anyway, Jack has developed a new habit from playing with the six dogs she owned…