I had a horrible fright this morning after feeding the girls. My OH called me back inside urgently, and when I got back in I saw him holding my puppy Doug (1yr old maltese x ****zu) and my eyes fell on the hugh dark red stain on his side
With tears automatically springing to my eyes I knelt down to assess the damage, after careful probing I could not find anything and Doug was looking at me with the 'what are you doing mum, your scaring me' look
Then it dawned on me, the rotten little sh!t had rolled on a plum, the trees of which have been dropping fruit everywhere, and it had stained his fur!
To repay him for scaring the living begeebaz out of me, he got a bath that'll teach him