Our four-legged friends will soon take the lead

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Let me just say at the very start that I like dogs. I was brought up with an Al­sa­tian and for years I had my own Bor­der Col­lie.

Dogs are loyal, clever crea­tures which can be great com­pan­ions. Yes, I like dogs. It’s just their own­ers who give me prob­lems.

I didn’t re­alise this un­til Mrs Nur­den and I took a trip to the West Coun­try and dis­cov­ered how hounds are tak­ing over hu­mans’ lives. There was a time when pets and noisy chil­dren were made to wait out­side pubs and restau­rants. If they were lucky, they were given a bowl of water. And the dogs got a glass of lemon­ade and a packet of crisps.

But now cafes are rolling out the red car­pet for their tail-wag­ging vis­i­tors. Ev­ery­where we looked, there were signs in win­dows proudly pro­claim­ing: “This is a dog-friendly venue.”

It’s po­lit­i­cal cor­rect­ness gone mad. A dog’s place is curled up in a corner out of sight and out of mind or walk­ing to heel - not run­ning wild on the end of a re­tractable ca­ble.

On our jaunt to ca­nine-ob­sessed Corn­wall we watched as a gi­ant po­lar bear of a spread-ea­gled dog snored con­tent­edly at the foot of the stairs in a Boscas­tle hostelry while drinkers with pre­car­i­ously bal­anced trays of scrumpy did their best not to stum­ble over it.

At Mor­wellan Quay on the Devon bor­der a Labrador joined us for a ter­ri­fy­ing train ride into the pitch-black bow­els of the earth 300 feet be­low ground to re­live the world of tin min­ers.

We watched as an­other yap­ping crea­ture was car­ried un­der the arm of its over­pro­tec­tive owner.

And we couldn’t be­lieve our eyes when we saw an­other pam­pered pooch be­ing pushed in a pram as its own­ers shopped for sou­venirs. Per­haps it’s time to paws for thought and end the cult of fur ba­bies. The world has gone bark­ing mad.

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