Yesterday it was Chloe’s birthday. She was 10.
As the editor of a highly successfull dog magazine, I get sent a lot of free dog products. My dogs are spoiled in that department.
So why was a trip to the shop required to buy Chloe a bag full of shiny, squeaky things to ‘celebrate’ her tenth year? Actual hard earned money, shelled out to get what? Nothing more than to see the wagging tail at full pelt, that’s what.
It’s anthropomorphism gone mad.
But she’s worth it.
