Tagged!

Being a high energy dog I run full pelt on the beach and launch myself into the waves as often as I can.  Unfortunately this takes a toll on my accessories, mainly dog tags.  My mum reckons I only get about six months’ use out of them before they wear through and drop off my collar.  I’ve had brass, plastic, metal, enameled, but none of them lasts very long with the thrashing they get.

Now I’m the proud owner of a fetching Red Dingo tag made from stainless steel inlaid with cobalt blue – the current trend colour, I’m told – which the holder of the purse strings thinks may do the trick.  I’m chipped as well, of course, but if I get lost it’s quicker to get back where I should be if my finder can read a tag.  This did happen once.

I went exploring when I was out visiting with the Irish Aunt – sniffed the host’s chickens which were running about the lawn then went to inspect the next door garden.  I knew perfectly well where I was, not in the least lost, and would have found my way back through the hedge if the people in the house hadn’t panicked and thought I’d strayed about two miles from my home.  What a fandango!  Phone calls left, right and centre, lol – and the Irish Aunt didn’t even know I she’d lost me.

 

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