Diary of a Dogsitter

Learning to be Prepared

Betsy and Phoebe waiting for my breakfast © Simon Whaley

Answer me this: How are you supposed to open one of those flimsy poo bags — the wafer-thin ones like those old supermarket carrier bags that you had to sandwich between the palms of your hands and then rub vigorously just to prise the two sides apart enough to be able to stick your finger in — when you’ve got a dog lead in each hand attached to a dog who just happen to be pulling in…