Scent

Scent is an integral part of a dog's life. State the bloody obvious first.

The Garden Fairy aka Mrs Booty, tends to a collection of herbs for use in my culinary displays of art; I do the cooking it's all part of our job swap arrangement from years ago. The youngest lady of the house has discovered that mint and chives compliment the heads of carnations and various other flowers that grow/grew until her arrival.

Destructive takes on a whole new meaning where this little baggage is concerned. Having wandered aimlessly around, failed to discover an exit from the garden she has petulantly flung herself in her scratcher, thus giving me time to complete this.

In other news.........
Yesterday I met a fellow dog walker who was intently watching the reverse end of her hound. Apparently it had eaten a packet of pink party balloons. My cartoon mind took over and I was chastised for telling her she was a party pooper. Meanwhile the image of a dog blowing up balloons with the exhalations from it's rear made me chuckle all the way home.