They must be taken care of. See; I know that some people come here who knew le Ding personally, in his past life. And they care about him too. Because Dingo Dog's the sort of Dog who can be very endearing.
So, I thought it was high time I gave him a mention. Just so's you all know he's as happy, healthy and quite perfectly insane as ever he's been. Insane since he got here, anyway. I have that way with Dogs .....
Sleeps on the end of my bed, once I turn in. Will never get under the quilt, like the Orange Dog. She likes snuggling up for a night long cuddle. le Ding just lays on my legs.
He likes to run about, on his own legs, too. During the day. I'd like to get more film of him doing that. But, the battery in my camera's fucked. Fully charged, it'll still barely last long enough for me to grab a hasty snap shot.
It's these evenings though, see? I'm sat here. The Sausage (Orange Dog) likes to sleep on my bed. Niggy has his own bed, right beside me here. With le Dinger though? One can never tell.
He might go and join the Sausage. He might not. He might spend a bit of time there. Then decide, perhaps, that Nigger's getting more than his fair share of being near to Dad.
That's when he'll come and lay beside me too. Only, he's on the cold, concrete floor. Can't be good for his elbows.
And ye don't think I'd put up with that, do ye? Not fucking likely! Went into town the other day. Fucking sort this out ....!
le Ding ~ Elbows Safe Now
le Dingo's a very much loved Dog.
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