Or snacks - 'C'mon, we know that camera is not the only thing you have in your hand.'
Autumn is a time for dogs to
- fine tune their getaway skills - escape scenario: apples all over the ground; apple-gatherer, basket in hand; muzzle sneaked between apple-gatherer's legs and apples snatched in quantities that only just defy death by choking.
- act dead and extremely heavy when someone needs to access an oven.
- practice soft-lipped-thievery when helping to pick brambles.
- partake in sprint training in order to run away effectively when yelled at due to overzealous risk taking i.e. the guzzling of possibly poisonous but exceedingly delicious fungi.
- develop selective deafness when told to go outside. And outside it is raining. And windy. And cold.
- pretend to be bears. Sleeping all day when it's chilly outside is a magnificent idea.
- become very watchful. Watching for that half eaten biscuit casually discarded on the coffee table. Or crusty ends of pizza. Or manuscripts of Grade 1 singing exam pieces. After all, if the squirrels can stuff themselves through the autumn in preparation for winter is there any reason why dogs can't do the same?
- decide conclusively that trees are ridiculous creatures - first they inconsiderately shed their leaves all over the ground, then their arms fall off.
- and finally, develop an impassive 'Yes-we-know-you're-mad-and-don't-understand-why-you're-abusing-vegetables-but we're-sticking-around-til-dinner' face.
Email time - 'Dear singing teacher, unfortunately Littlest's music is in the dog ...'