The little darling dog was rummaging around in the bushes last week clearly excited about finding something in there when he emerged with a cat collar. Let me put this into perspective. Our dear old Bud is the kind of dog that hmmm… what’s the right word? Yes, hates cats. Hate is a strong word but I feel it justified here.
At first I was worried that I was going to find a poor old moggy under the bushes too but when I eventually wrestled the collar from Bud I could see the elastic had broken thus freeing poor old trapped cat. Must have got his collar snagged on something.
I was torn between being horrified that he found the collar so appealing and desperate to snap some photos. The photographer won.
I dread to think what was going on in his head this time……..