Today is 5 November. Guy Fawkes Day.
Last year my two dogs were frightened beyond belief by the fireworks in our suburb. The fox terrier started climbing through the bedroom windows, pulling himself through the burglar bars. The Chow was hyperventilating.
This year, I decided to ask our vet for medicine which would sedate the dogs so that the fireworks would not affect them too badly. At 18h30 this evening, I measured just less than a capsule of the drug, mixed it with cheese and fed it to them. By 19h00 I could see that it was taking effect - they were calm and just wanted to sleep - but I was worried that they would stumble into the swimming pool.
Dylan said that they couldn't fall into the pool. I still have nightmares about our beautiful black labrador puppy that drowned while we were on holiday four years ago.
"Oh, yeah" Dylan says" I remember him.... What was his name? Mbeki, Zuma...."
"Nelson, Dylan. The puppy's name was Nelson."
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