After my launderette debacle, I popped into pet store to get a present for my much love collie. I bought him a polka dot squeaky bone.
Got through my front door and was virtually wrestled to the floor by Shep. It makes no difference whether I have been gone for two hours, or ten minutes, I still get same treatment!
I sat down with a cup of tea, and got the bone out of my bag and gave it to Shep. Oh the joy! Never was there a happier dog. I swear he had a big grin on his face.
I'm thinking of getting my son the same thing. I suspect he won't be quite as thrilled!😅