Oh dear, poor Dougie has decided he would rather be a love machine instead of a top model - so we have given up on the vague idea of showing, and he is off to the vets tomorrow!

He has been great up until the last couple of months or so, but has now become a humper of all dogs, and a scent marker of their houses, and to cap it all was fighting with his un-nuteured pal the other day (although the other dog did start it - or so he said.

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I'll be there with him, but have been warned to stay out of theatre when he is getting done, so I'll be out front biting my nails until he is awake again. I'm pretending not to be worried, but I am secretly terrified, he's my baby....!
