The Dog House

We bought our house three and a half years ago. It was a new build and we were pretty excited. Almost a year later, we decided that a dog would be a worthy addition to our little family and so we got Cousteau.

Two and a half years on and our garden is now a wasteland. Our walls have slobber marks and scuffs on them from a certain hound who will remain nameless. The carpet has a variety of stains from our amazing puking dog.

Said dog is now stinking after having rolled in something horrible. The carpet is stinking from a certain someone eating something horrible in the forest and throwing it back up again.

Needless to say, we love him, but he's not the most popular someone in the house tonight.

Cantebury's on dog washing duty first thing tomorrow.