“Where have you been all night?”
Enquires Mrs Fido when her husband comes home late one night.
“I’ve been in the alley all night playing with the bins.” He replies taken aback.
“Don’t give me that,” she snaps. “You’ve been sniffing around that poodle again haven’t you?”
“No, I swear I was just with my mates.” Mr Fido replies uncomfortably shifting his weight from one paw to the other.
“My mother warned me about you.” She moans, pressing a paw to her forehead. “Look at you! You’ve got lipstick on your collar!”
“That’s it.” Mr Fido growls as he marches towards the kennel door, barging it open with his nose. “I’ve had enough of your fishwifery, I’m leaving you!”