Last summer Ozzy my rottie was having a lovely walk in the woodland truts wood which backs onto my garden, normaly he comes back when called but not this day, having muttered a few choice obcenities I headed into the dence wooded area to find Ozzy rolling in a mountain of tesco carrier bags on closer inspection these bags contained hooman poop
which my charming dog had caked all in his fur, after a thourough shower and shampoo, lead and collar disinfected, I reported it to the woodland trust and they later informed me that a tramp had been sleeping rough in the woods. I did go back later with som bin bags and me marigolds and collected the sh1ty carrier bags up, god was I green about the gills by the time I had done. Woody's party peice is bringing slugs and snails indoors and depositing them on the carpet, both of which I have a phobia about