Centripetal Force

1 10 2016

Today we went to get some more dog food for the Devil Dog. She’s been looking a bit suspiciously at us all day. Might have something to do with the vet shoving a finger or three up her arse this morning, but who am I to say what a dog finds undignified?

Naturally we perused the pet shop prior to lugging the massive bag of dried food out to the car, and went for some “ah” therapy in the fluffy animal section. Anyway, it’s been a good few years since we owned hamsters, and back then they were expected to exercise in the traditional treadmill. I see now though that there’s a new toy on the block. It’s like a shallow dish at an angle to allow easy access for short legged beasties. Unfortunately though, physics still applies, and if you can’t keep up the pace, you get thrown off the island dish…