Doggy Heaven

According to the literature, leaving mother and siblings is an immensely traumatic experience for the young puppy. If that’s the case, then the Small Manageable Dog will at least probably assume that after the trauma it has died and gone to heaven. The front porch is now half full of a massive dog crate, big enough for a St Bernard, which Mrs Demon found last week at the car boot sale. She came back triumphantly with not one, but two, crates. The other will fit in the car and on the boat. Since then she has been busy with the soft furnishings, and the crate is fitted out with a very beautiful set of bedding in lemon yellow with small blue flowers (What? Stop sniggering at the back there!) and there is a big bag of toys, chews, bowls, leads, collars, and pretty much everything else that a puppy could possibly ever think it might need, if it ever thought about it. Ten days to puppydom.