“Can we get a dog?”
“You know why not.”
“It’s the poo thing isn’t it?”
“I didn’t mind changing nappies when you were little, but I will not touch the droppings of another species, even through plastic.”
This conversation has taken place at regular intervals over the last five years. In fact I wrote it up ages ago and kept it against the day when the deadline for this column might arrive and find me more than usually bereft of ideas. And then suddenly last month this bombshell from Kate.
“We’re doing a dog share.”
“Eh… what… hold on… what was that?” [read more]
Illustration by Chris Riddell