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| Rupert and Nobby |
Have you ever noticed, on the photos of my monthly walks with the Aberdeenshire fox terrier gang, that the furs on my big brother Rupert's ears and face are a deeper and more vibrant rusty colour compared with my own more muted shades?
I've often rather envied him this.
It is well known that I am not one to miss an opportunity.
When Gail took me for a walk along the River Dee near Banchory, on a rainy afternoon earlier this week, I decided to go exploring in the woods. I slipped through a fence and and found something very interesting so I ignored Gail's increasingly panicky calls.
When I eventually reemerged, it seems Gail did not recognise me right away. Then it was:
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR BEARD NOBBY!!!"
Back home, she immersed my head repeatedly in a bucket of water, but later still complained that I was ruining her attempts at a Christmas card photo with my Prince Harry-esque facial fur tint...
PS from Gail: I have no idea what Nobby found in the woods. At least it didn't smell, and does not seem to have harmed him. I'll admit I was panicking when he was out of sight because, after recent incessant rainfall, the river had become a torrent and I was terrified he might somehow have fallen in and been swept away. Plus, it was around 3:30 pm and getting dark. So I was pretty relieved to see Nobby, despite his newly acquired and rather alarming 'glow in the dark' beard colouring.
