Lazy weekend

We've been taking it easy this weekend as we are partially housebound while temporarily fostering a dog from the Weimaraner rescue. Benji, aka Damien the Devil Dog, is an unneutered, ill-mannered 2-year-old from a chaotic household with a new baby.  He has pulled Martin down the street on his lead (not an easy task) and chewed the remote control, which triggered a loud outburst from the resident keeper of the remote. He has perfected the hit-and-run eat and run of anything left unattended for so much as a millisecond on the counter and he has tried to have puppies with every member of the household, including Martin (which is definitely not a pretty sight!) Surely our dearly departed Bentley would have been mortified to be of the same breed as this deficient canine who just can't seem to learn.  Sadly it's not his fault. The people who had him never bothered to train him properly and, in fact, shouldn't have had him at all. The ex-boyfriend bought him from a pet shop of all places (probably after a fight) and once he moved out, no one could manage him.  So on Wednesday he is off to rehab, or the funny farm as we call it, with a behaviorist in Essex who will have him for an indeterminate period of time until she can retrain him.  Then we shall be free again to leave the flat without wondering what's being destroyed in our absence!