Another indication of the time of year as the chimney brushes and the old Dyson are dusted off. I tried lighting the fire last night, but had to put it out after a minute as it started belching smoke into the room. The brushes have done the job though.
Following last Wednesday’s dreadfully sad incident with Bentley, Alfie had another little shock tonight. He trotted inside without finishing his tea, so I followed to check he was ok. It looks like he was choking on a dog biscuit. He started to bring up some food and then his legs started kicking quite frantically as I think he was starting to panic. I don’t know if my attempts at a canine heimlich manoeuvre helped at all or if he managed to clear it himself, but somehow he seemed to get himself straight. He seems unaffected by tonight’s experience now.