Weewell Hover wee

Well this is the first of my short stories......got to start somewhere.......

Just this last weekend the family went walking down the road. Both my daughters were visiting for a chill-out session with the parents, and to catch up with an old family friend we hadn't seen for many years.

Approaching a neighbours farm house we spotted a Jack Russel dog looking towards us and barking, daring us to get any closer.

I was initially surprised to see the dog on the road as I knew the neighbours had lost a previous dog to traffic. They had since built a strong fence with gates and the dog was safe from the speeding vehicles.

The closer we got to the little dog he was torn between keeping us at bay and wanting to jump all over us and licking us to death. It was amusing to see him torn between two evils, Guard or Greet, Greet or Guard.........what shall I do?????

Eventually he weakened, forgot the guard dog instinct and greeted us with wild enthusism.

This little dog then decided he was our walking mate and he would take charge. All the time we were thinking, he will get past his comfort zone and return home.......but no, soldier on he went.

He ran from roadside to roadside, racing to the lead, then scouting back to the rear, checking checking.

Busy busy he was, and at every moment of dashing past he would brush your leg to make you notice his excellent work.

In fact he was so busy he didn't have time for a toilet break. In fact I saw him, stop, squat, squeeze out a crap, turn sniff the offending blob, and then bound away, with that not quite dry ass feeling.

Petrus and I watched this with amusement and laughed at the conenience of it all, crap and run, no trousers to drop, no worries...........

My two daughters must have witnessed a similar incident in the execution of a number 1......

Silly little dog ended up following us home. The girls decided that they would return the little dog to the neighbour Jim, in the car.

Waving goodbye this nameless dog looked as happy as larry sitting on Lana's lap as Michelle drove away.

Little did we know that the girls had been plotting a name for this little rascal...........temporary but it caused a laugh...........Weewell Hover wee.