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As I bid a final farewell to my stinky, slovenly dog, I wondered: did I ever truly know him? | Anna Spargo

He hated baths, he was allergic to cats and he once ate a live mouse. Now that he’s gone, I don’t know how to miss himWhen the woman from the pet crematorium asked what to put on the plaque, I had a single thought. Rupert, I told her, who ate a live mouse. The mouse had been inside the house. We had a full army chasing it – me, the kids, a herd of cats – but it had escaped our clutches for a full 30 minutes until, to my horror and delight, I turned just in time to see a scaly tail slip between my dog’s jaws.I’ve always wondered how long a mouse could live in a dog’s digestive tract. Too long, probably. Rupert lay down for a long time after that. Continue reading...


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