The Gentleman took Kora, our new puppy, to school for his show and tell yesterday. We checked with the teacher who though it was a great idea; and being trained as a seeing eye dog, Kora was beautifully behaved in a room full of excited 7 year olds.
The Gentleman stood up and gave a very detailed talk about Kora, and how we've adopted her as she was unable to be a seeing eye dog. He went on to explain that Kora was very well behaved and had already been trained, how she had a microchip in case she gets lost; and then (for the sake of accuracy, I guess) he announced that "Kora couldn't have any babies because she had had an operation." At which point another boy stood up and announced (very clearly) that this meant 'HER UTERUS HAD BEEN REMOVED'.
All the kids lined up so they could take it in turns to pat Kora, who was very keen to lick one little boy in particular, on his leg. This boy explained to me that it was because Kora could smell his cat on him. Because last night, his cat came and did a wee on his bed in the middle of the night! And he woke up and it was gross! And he called to his mum, Muuu-uuuuummmm! And she came and cleaned up his bed, and he had to have a shower in the middle of the night! But he might have left some wee on his leg...
Finally, another boy commented on how soft Kora's ears where. Yes, I said, soft like velvet, sweet little child. This boy then told me to cut off her ears, and when they grow back, keep cutting them off, until I have enough to sew them together into a pillow, because that would be so soft and lovely.
And then I took my dog and left.
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