Thursday, January 08, 2009

Love between our furry friends



We were having the usual intellectual conversation in the staff room this morning.

“My daughter’s dog,” announced a female colleague, “is enamoured of our draught excluder. One of those things like a stuffed snake. He keeps trying to make love to it.”

“Is it a particularly attractive draught excluder?” I enquired.

“I bet,” said another colleague in his wonderful Dublin accent, “it’s the kind you dream about.”

7 comments:

herhimnbryn said...

6.56 am. Shouts of laughter here!

persiflage said...

I'll have to give my sub-conscious strict instructions about topics for dreaming!

Jellyhead said...

Isabelle, have I told you before that I love your blog? No?

I LOVE YOUR BLOG.

:-)

Thimbleanna said...

Hahahaha! It sounds like you have some great co-workers! It also sounds like the daughter's dog is related to Scruffy!

Oh. And what Jellyhead said. Mwah.

Molly said...

Trust an Irishman!

Lesley said...

He he he - what a dirty mind but v v funny!

I wish my dog would find something inanimate to "love"...at the moment, her "draught excluder" of choice is my leg or arm or whatever other part of my anatomy might be handy...

meggie said...

I too, burst out laughing!