This morning I was up at 6 but now its 5 so I plan my day a little and think it would be a good plan to get a chicken roasting in the oven . I can then go for a ride and just have to do the veg when I get home to have a nice roast dinner .
So in goes the chicken and I have a coffee and get myself ready for the day . The dinner has half an hour to go so I think I will shoot out and feed my hens at the allotment . I grab my phone and hop on the road bike . Half way there I find a husky dog with a snapped lead on the main road so I stop and its friendly . I call the numbers on its tag but no one answers . So I google the post code on my phone and its miles away .
I call my mother as she will know what to do and no answer so I dial 101. Get through to an operator and then a lorry goes past with a shredded tyre slapping on the road . The dog spooks and bolts and im straddled on my crossbar with the police operator asking me whats happening .
The dog pulls away from me so I'm now chasing it with the police on the phone and beeping in my ear from my mother trying to call me back constantly as she thinks something is wrong .
Luckily the dog was running back to where it had broken loose and the racket from the lorry going past had made people look out of the windows so the dog got recognised .
So now the dog is in the road with people shouting and cars stopping , the police are asking me whats happening while people are shouting where the dog is from and others asking if its mine .
Anyway the dog is back with its owner and my chicken is done to perfection
I feel like ive just been in an episode of the littlist hobo
So in goes the chicken and I have a coffee and get myself ready for the day . The dinner has half an hour to go so I think I will shoot out and feed my hens at the allotment . I grab my phone and hop on the road bike . Half way there I find a husky dog with a snapped lead on the main road so I stop and its friendly . I call the numbers on its tag but no one answers . So I google the post code on my phone and its miles away .
I call my mother as she will know what to do and no answer so I dial 101. Get through to an operator and then a lorry goes past with a shredded tyre slapping on the road . The dog spooks and bolts and im straddled on my crossbar with the police operator asking me whats happening .
The dog pulls away from me so I'm now chasing it with the police on the phone and beeping in my ear from my mother trying to call me back constantly as she thinks something is wrong .
Luckily the dog was running back to where it had broken loose and the racket from the lorry going past had made people look out of the windows so the dog got recognised .
So now the dog is in the road with people shouting and cars stopping , the police are asking me whats happening while people are shouting where the dog is from and others asking if its mine .
Anyway the dog is back with its owner and my chicken is done to perfection
I feel like ive just been in an episode of the littlist hobo