The kind of dog I love — #9 Saves his poo


Saves his poo


Piers says my Basil cartoons are getting gross. But it’s not that gross, is it? It’s life! It’s all part of having a pet!

I told reader Pepper last week: When we love someone or something, we have to love them warts and all.

But I must admit that it’s much easier to love someone or something when you don’t have to put up with their poo every single day of your life. Basil is not my pet; he belongs to Piers’ parents and I babysit him occasionally, so it’s all very easy for me.

I might get truly annoyed if I had to deal with him pooing in batches every single day! (But he doesn’t really do it all the time, just occassionally.)

Okay, I’m going to Mallorca this weekend so there might not be a comic next week.

But we’ll see. I’m a very play-by-ear(-and-mood) person!

Love me for that if you love me at all!


Previous chapters:

#1 Won’t play fetch

#2 Jumps on your lap

#3 Follows you everywhere

#4 Barks at nothing

#5 Gets too excited

#6 Has strange taste buds

#7 Sleeps on your bed

#8 Sniffs inappropriate places