Now it’s all very well these Saints wearing their underwear on the outside and running around with their feet strapped to planks of wood, but I’m here to tell you St Helena Day ain’t the big day of the year as far as us dogs is concerned.
Not compared with the Doggy Day Out, which must be twice as important as St Helena Day, because it happens twice as often. We jus’ had another one a couple of months back.
We have our silly sports too, but we run around strapped to something far sillier than a plank of wood:
Doggy Days Out are not cool. They’re run by the St Helena SPCA, and they’re hot. But a dog’s gotta chill, and a shiny bowl of water only goes so far. Hence the shades. And the slobber.
Okay, maybe not the slobber.
(Pictures of Marley taken at Kingshurst Community Centre, reproduced by courtesy of Matt Joshua)
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