Black Beasts
posted by Chris at 22:34
As you undoubtedly know, the four Beasts that make up the Collective are, in order of assimallation, Tan, Black (with a white chest), Black & Tan brindle, and White.
Not this evening!!!!! This evening I had four black, and when I say black, I mean black. And smelly. And goooey. And, well, f****ing (pardon the language) disgusting.
We were over at Salcey again as all the Beasts like it. We arrived about 17:15, and needed to be back to the car by 19:00 as that's when then gate shuts.
We had had a good wander round; all of the Beasts having charged after something or nothing at various points on the walk. They were all a bit muddy round the paws; it's a forest after all. Then ten minutes from the getting back the car they all dissapear up a track. Nothing too unusual about that, that's the point of them being off the lead, so they can explore. A few minutes go by and I whistle for them to return; which, as usual they did. Except that instead of tan, black, brindle and white I had black, black, black and black. They must have found the stinkiest, stagnentist, foulest, slimeyest pond; and gone mad in it. Just putting their leads back on (instead of strangling them with them) my hands got covered in black smelly slime. The 10 minute journey home was enough to make the car stink. And then it took 30 minutes of me getting sodden to wash them all.
And did they show any contriteness for having put me through all this? No! They wanted their tea!
And will we do it all again tomorrow? Probably.
Not this evening!!!!! This evening I had four black, and when I say black, I mean black. And smelly. And goooey. And, well, f****ing (pardon the language) disgusting.
We were over at Salcey again as all the Beasts like it. We arrived about 17:15, and needed to be back to the car by 19:00 as that's when then gate shuts.
We had had a good wander round; all of the Beasts having charged after something or nothing at various points on the walk. They were all a bit muddy round the paws; it's a forest after all. Then ten minutes from the getting back the car they all dissapear up a track. Nothing too unusual about that, that's the point of them being off the lead, so they can explore. A few minutes go by and I whistle for them to return; which, as usual they did. Except that instead of tan, black, brindle and white I had black, black, black and black. They must have found the stinkiest, stagnentist, foulest, slimeyest pond; and gone mad in it. Just putting their leads back on (instead of strangling them with them) my hands got covered in black smelly slime. The 10 minute journey home was enough to make the car stink. And then it took 30 minutes of me getting sodden to wash them all.
And did they show any contriteness for having put me through all this? No! They wanted their tea!
And will we do it all again tomorrow? Probably.
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