Ambush

My dog, TT, I must admit, has been spoilt rotten. She demands attention and affection at every opportunity and gets quite upset if you ignore her. And so it is, when I get home and park my car, she is instantly outside waiting for me to open the door. The moment I do so, she leaps in and jumps around frantically, barking and howling, sits in your lap in the driver’s seat and refuses to let you out. You have to wait about 10 minutes for her to calm down before you can push her out and then get out yourself. Attempts to alight by the passenger door are foiled because she knows all the tricks. Now her friend, a large Alsatian from down the road has twigged this game and also tries to get in the car after her. The first time he tried to follow her in, there was pandemonium. My phone had just started ringing which I answered and absent-mindedly opened the door at the same time. I was besieged by what seemed like a pack of over-excited canines, barking and howling. I was literally trampled under-foot (or under-paw) and had to fight my way out whilst at the same time trying to hold a ‘calm’ conversation with a potential employer. I think next time, I may try to exit rapidly by the boot. Ahhh, the lengths one goes to for a quiet life.