Saturday, 8 November 2008

In the doghouse

I may give the impression that life here is all calm and tranquility, but I can assure you that it's not always the case. These are the remains of my cashmere wristwarmers, extracted from Walter's jaws on returning from a quick visit to my neighbour.


I was apoplectic with rage, and the air turned blue. Naughty Walter was ignored for several hours while I regained a sense of equilibrium. I realized too that I would have been even more annoyed and upset if he'd destroyed something I'd knitted myself, like my new scarf. And perhaps getting him to model my knitting for blog photos doesn't help either! I have enough cashmere remains to make a lavender sachet.... any other suggestions?

Before Walter came to live with me he was operated on to save his life because he'd eaten a pair of knickers and they'd got tangled up in his intestines. At least now he's elevated his tastes a notch or two.

20 comments:

the flour loft said...

oh Diana, poor you. hope Walter is ok too... and after the silent treatment. I am not surprised you were mad as I have just looked at the brora site.. gulp... they are expensive. A lavender bag would be good way of saving a little bit of them.
Love Ginny xxx
p.s. i hope you have hidden your cashmere knickers!

Simone said...

Naughty Walter! I hope he is OK though. I think a lavender bag may be the way to go.

Lindsay said...

A labrador of ours ate the whole of a watercress and cheese quiche I had left to cool in the kitchen. I am not a good cook and was delighted with my efforts which made me specially mad with the dog whom I chased round the garden with a large lump of wood in my hand. We all had a good laugh afterwards. I can never get cross with a dog for long. Perhaps you could make Walter a pair paw protectors - leave the lavendar out though.

Frogdancer said...

Of course it HAD to be cashmere....

Gina said...

Oh dear... I shouldn't be laughing should I???

Ali said...

Noooooo! That has to be the most expensive doggy snack in the world.

But at least you know you can knit yourself a replacement.

Heart in the country said...

How about a nice cashmere nosebag for Walter for when you go out Diana ;0) Sorry I shouldn't be flippant I would have been furious as well, how about making some little wheatbags and using the remains to make covers for some nice little handwarmers?
Kx

Cocoa and blankets said...

Oh gosh Dina I would have gone mad! Alfie has had a hand in destroying some lovely things too!! But Mr Bricolage gets the prize for being the mighty destroyer, usually of my mug collection - Emma Bridgewater and Cath Kidston or my treasured hand thrown never to be replaced mugs! men and boy doggies and cats!!!

dottycookie said...

Oh the little monkey! I'd have hit the roof. And then felt guilty about it. Hope you're both alright after the ordeal!

Sally Anne said...

Oh dear, naughty Walter !!
Poor you, after all that hard work..better hide your scarf and find some old slippers for Walter as a replacement:-)He obviously thought those gorgeous cashmere wristwarmers were his, after that lovely photo shoot.

Cowboys and Custard said...

Maybe this was an attack of mitten envy and Walter is trying to tell you he would like his own set of matching cashmere leg warmers..??

Love
Michele xx

Cowboys and Custard said...

Oh dear..
I have just scrolled down and realised that Walter already has his own set of leg warmers...
Well maybe it is thermal underwear he is after!

Michele x

Pipany said...

Oh dear, can quite see why he was in the doghouse, poor soul. Cashmere just isn't intended for such use! Hope your weekend weather hasn't been quite as dire as ours Diana - so wet and windy with no sign of a change...yuk. xx

Tilly said...

Oh dear, naughty doggie! I'm sorry but this made me really laugh, especially him having gone 'upmarket' in his tastes!

kristina said...

Oh no. I can totally relate as our Lab Cyrano chewed his way through so many lovely things. I used to go ballistic than feel terribly guilty afterwards.

We ended up having to keep everything on VERY high shelves. Nothing could be left at Cyrano height!

I do think the only solution is to knit yourself some lovely new ones :)

K x

JuliaB said...

oooh! poor you and poor naughty Walter. I guess you have an excuse to knit some more now? And a lavender sachet sounds just the thing. Embellished with one of your little flowers perhaps? and a nice ribbon .. then hung up out of the way of snappy teeth!! xx

driftwood said...

I remember when our new puppy ate my sister's boyfriends leather biker boots..... hope Walter is forgiven....

alice c said...

Naughty, naughty Walter - I expect he was suffering from Separation Anxiety and this is the only thing he could do to ease the sense of panic.

suzanne said...

Let's hope that was the main course and not an hors d'ouvre!

Liz said...

Yep, been there. Our dog was really bad at eating clothing. I remember one day he regurgitated a rolled up pair of woollen gloves. And they weren't even ours!