
We went on holiday last week and so had to put our loved and spoiled Dobe girl into Kennels

Mummy and Daddy visited, called and vetted loads of them and then, only when we found out that the local pet sitter was unavailable, we made a choice on a kennel that a friend uses.
I came home on the day that our girl was taken into care by Daddy, to find him in bits and talking about cancelling the trip, so he could rescue her from the prison he'd left her in! I was to blame of course as I'm a cold hearted B***h!
One week later, he raced to the kennel after 4 hours sleep and with a bursting heart retreaved his girl,
who......was absolutley glowing, healthy and happy!

"Oh", said the kennel owner, "I'm sure she has enjoyed herself. She's been a real joy to have in."
The treachery!!!!!