Ever since my cat Starlight ran away with a bunch of Polish builders the house has been pet-free. Well yesterday I went and got a dog, a border terrier. He’s a bit of a rescue dog, the owner wasn’t badly using him, but he was kept in a small wire kennel and had never been out of the back garden. The woman who showed him to me didn’t even know his name.Which is now, officially, Angus.
Turns out he’s very friendly, is scared of TV and washing machines, doesn’t understand the concept of a ‘toy’ or a bed and blanket, is terrified of other dogs but loves people.