There was a knock at the front door. I looked at Canine (in)Security
“Any danger of a bark?” I enquired
“Oy, sheep bothering amigo” said Kato “It’s your turn”
Frodi stood up but trod on his tennis ball which distracted him.
The door knocked again. Frodi was deeply engrossed pushing his tennis ball around with his nose.
Kato stood up, stretched, yawned, had an allover shake, then lay back down again.
“Keeping a dog and barking myself” I grumbled “bark, bark , barky fkn bark”
Hippy had answered the door during the delay and let the builders in. I smiled at them and gave a polite ruff for good measure.