Sartorial Scratchy
July 14th 2008 23:07
Don't talk about gender equality to the males in lion, peacock and elephant circles. Those manly manes, brilliant tail feathers and powerful tusks are the stuff of struts. If you've got it, flaunt it. It's the sort of top-shelf hauteur I would develop naturally if someone gave me an Aston Martin.
Scratchy is affected by none of this. He is a gentle, easy-going chap. A good sofa and a tummy rub are all he asks. Machismo? Who needs it?
That all changed when he got his coat.
Now I would never say a word against the wonderful people at the Greyhound Adoption Program, but are they insane? With winter coming on, they provided two high-quality coats for Scratchy and Daisy - size Extra Large for the Big Brindle and size Dainty Petite for the Short Black - coats which are equally warm and cosy on the inside, and as different as day and night on the outside.
Daisy got a nice plum and green trim number. Very presentable. Scratchy got a multi-coloured mantle which can be seen two time zones away. Pure razzle-dazzle.
It's enough to turn any dog's head. When we go out for walks on cold days - and Melbourne has served up nothing but cold days recently - you can almost see Scratchy put his nose in the air. His bum has a definite sway to it.
Not that Daisy cares. Much too grounded that girl. The coat doesn't make him run any faster, and doesn't improve his eating manners. He can strut all he likes and he will be ignored.
Try to take my bone, though, laddie, and I'll tear that fancy coat of yours to shreds!
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