- Location
- South Wales
Most of the time I (sort of) know what Pongo's doing. But he sometimes has adventures that I'll never know about. See what you think of this one, and what story would you make up about it....
Pongo has been spending a couple of days with his "other" pack - his dog-sitter and her little collie Moss. Pongo and Moss are besties. Yesterday Megan was taking them both for a walk, and the two dogs run off into the woods together (as normal). Then she hears Moss squeal loudly in distress. (No sound from the Pongster.) A minute later both dogs come trotting back out of the woods. Megan naturally looks Moss all over to see where she has been hurt...no sign of injury. Then she notices that Pongo has got a rather huge and alarming scar on his foreleg - it looks like it has been skinned, with raw skin in a patch about an inch wide and three inches long. But he's not showing any sign of real distress, just favouring it slightly. So....why was it Moss that squealed?
We'll never know. If only they could talk....
Pongo has been spending a couple of days with his "other" pack - his dog-sitter and her little collie Moss. Pongo and Moss are besties. Yesterday Megan was taking them both for a walk, and the two dogs run off into the woods together (as normal). Then she hears Moss squeal loudly in distress. (No sound from the Pongster.) A minute later both dogs come trotting back out of the woods. Megan naturally looks Moss all over to see where she has been hurt...no sign of injury. Then she notices that Pongo has got a rather huge and alarming scar on his foreleg - it looks like it has been skinned, with raw skin in a patch about an inch wide and three inches long. But he's not showing any sign of real distress, just favouring it slightly. So....why was it Moss that squealed?
We'll never know. If only they could talk....
