Monday, November 19, 2007

The refined joys of country life or how to have fun with slippers

Darling D had a pair of slippers as a present last winter. Personally, I think they are in questionable taste. It looks as though she has scooped the insides out of two small furry black and white animals, and shoved her feet into their bodies. It has only recently got cold, so she looked for them in the multi dimensional hyperspace which forms our cellar and garage. I was impressed that she managed to find them. Things go in there never to be seen again in our universe, Jim.
She tried to walk across the kitchen in them and was ambushed by Porridge with such gusto that she was forced to run away at speed to avoid getting her toes chewed. If you live in a city, you will find it hard to believe that this entertained the whole household for about half an hour.

Sorry this entry is a bit pink and fluffy but it made me laugh to the point of experiencing real physical pain to watch them. There is never a dull moment in our house, as you can see…

I promise some gripping social realism next time.


Lucy said...

Perhaps Porridge was trying to show you he really is a ruffty-tuffty hunting and tracking dog with a killer instinct!

Lucy said...

Sorry, she.