Not a Dog’s Dinner
Not a Dog’s Dinner
Expensive
hand-made Italian leather shoes! These are my pride and joy. I
own a beautiful old pair or I did until yesterday when I discovered
that one of the shoes was missing. I had left the shoes on my back doorstep to do some gardening. My neighbor
has a large friendly dog called Sam. When I saw that one of
my shoes had disappeared, I knew that Sam had taken it. I
can't say he behaved badly. He just behaved like a dog.
Leather looks good and tastes good too. I unwillingly gave Sam the remaining Italian shoe and then followed him.
I not only found one unchewed Italian shoe but also
a pile of things Sam had been borrowing, including my
wife's red fur-lined slippers, which Sam had tried to have
for dinner!
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