‘Alpha got lost for five hours,’ says one of the regular dog people as Albie, her working cocker spaniel, races around the park. ‘He followed a bitch on heat for miles, all the way to the main road. Now his mum’s had him snipped and she’s bought a tracking device’. We gasp in horror at the trauma.
Alpha is a husky. I know him well, as does my dog Milo, a miniature schnauzer, who adores being pinned down by him and gently bitten on the neck. I don’t know his owner’s name (yes, I’m aware that the term ‘owner’ is seen in some rarified circles as non-pc, too clinical,...
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