It was almost 5 by the time I got home and still raining. I love the rain but it’s ALWAYS raining lately.

Hey! There’s a dog outside. I wonder if he’s the one who’s been digging holes in my yard?



Aww look at him all alone in the rain. I wonder if he’s lost. I’ll go see if he’s alright. God I’m a sucker.



Friendly thing he is. Doesn’t seem to have a collar, I hope he has a home.



Well if he does have a home he’s not been very well trained! He just ran inside and started chewing on my furniture!

Note to self: Don’t greet people or animals if you don’t want them in your house.



‘Bad dog! Bad dog!’ I yelled at him and he hung his big dopey head like he was sorry. Aww I hate that



Thing was. He wouldn’t leave!
I tried ignoring him for a bit but he was happy to frolic around outside so I thought if I play with him a bit he might get the attention he obviously wants and then go home.

I picked up a stick and threw it



but this dog never seemed to get tired!
In the end I simply told him to go home and went back inside.

I told Dave I’d pick him up at 6 and it’s already 5 past and I’ve not even showered or changed!

I think I’ve just had my quickest shower ever. Well I guess this will have to do, Dave will be wondering where the hell I am.



That’ll be him now..