Alice likes a bit of peace and quiet to perform her ablutions .
She is particularly bad in the countryside . She finds all those noises scary , just when she is lowering her backside to the ground and a crow shouts at her or some such and whap! Her tail is down and constipation threatens .
Last friday we were making the most of the last day of the camper van , out walking near Low Newton and the heavy mob thundered up , the fence between us a bit too femur for my liking and Alice was completely unable to do her worst .
She suffered the journey home with a tortured expression until safely back home and onto her own turf .
I have friends who are exactly the same ... take them away from the sanctuary of their own powder room and they are hopeless .
Not for them a life on the road . Mind you having explored many and varied a campsite lavatory in my day , I can tell you , even campsite bogs these days are mostly posh . And thats official .
1 comment:
It is true - there are a lot of people like that. But - having the "stomach problems" I've had all my life - it's like your title - when you gotta go - you gotta go.
Poor Alice.
Post a Comment