Triple treats in the pub

img_9432It’s Saturday and I thought my mum would never be ready to take me out.  Instead of appearing in her dog walking gear, she was dressed  in smart jeans and a soft pink sweater which I know is one of her favourites.  I guessed she was bypassing my walk and going out for lunch or something.

But no, she gets the lead, poo bags and my ball so off we go.  Instead of going to the park she takes me with her to get a newspaper and then, bliss, she takes me to the pub.  She comes back from the bar with a drink, a pork pie and a bag of crisps.  Mmm, I love pork pie.

What do you mean, that’s not for me; the crisps are for me?  I’m sure if I look plaintive enough I’ll get a morsel.  Before I get into hungry puppy mode (big eyes, on the point of drooling), the bar maid comes over, asks me for a paw and offers me dog biscuits.  It would have been so rude to refuse!

img_9431My mum starts to feed me crisps, slices into her pie and discovers it has a secret – black pudding in the middle.  Bleurgh, she says so I know I’m in for a triple treat.  I love black pudding!

I am such a lucky dog.

Boutique gin, real ale and real snacks


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