FREE TO GOOD HOME

Ok, so I get home again today and that fucking demon dog has, FOR THE THIRD DAY STRAIGHT, RIPPED THE BED UP AGAIN......

Anton is the last one to leave the house in the morning. One quick phone call determines that he thinks that he "may not have closed the bedroom door properly" this morning.

Quite so..... Grrrrrr.........

(Counting to ten very slowly and breathing deeply helps here)

I have already begun to mentally compose the classified spot for this weekend's paper.

FREE TO GOOD HOME - Male Staffordshire Bull Terrier, six months old, pedigree with papers. Best suited to a household that contains no furniture and is tenanted by a veterinary science professional who enjoys long walks, doesn't wear any underpants and kips on the floor in a sleeping bag made from Kevlar.

The rest writes itself....