The last day of the holiday. No one had actually TOLD him. But he knew. The cases were in the back of the car.
“Strawberry ice cream as a special treat, please Viv.”
Fobbing him off, eh?
“Here you are, Denis.”
Nose up; no, shan’t.
“Denis…?”
Nose down; shan’t!
“Perhaps he doesn’t like strawberry?”
“Nope, he’s sulking.”
“Never!”
“Prove it to you. See you next holiday and we’ll try again…”
Six months later: “Strawberry ice cream, please Viv. There you go, Denis.”
Mmmm... Yummy.
“Well, I never thought a Rottweiler would sulk at the end of a holiday!”
“Strawberry ice cream as a special treat, please Viv.”
Fobbing him off, eh?
“Here you are, Denis.”
Nose up; no, shan’t.
“Denis…?”
Nose down; shan’t!
“Perhaps he doesn’t like strawberry?”
“Nope, he’s sulking.”
“Never!”
“Prove it to you. See you next holiday and we’ll try again…”
Six months later: “Strawberry ice cream, please Viv. There you go, Denis.”
Mmmm... Yummy.
“Well, I never thought a Rottweiler would sulk at the end of a holiday!”
