Dogs and welders - bad combination....
I'd had my terrier for a few years, from being a pup, he must have been 8 or 9 when it happened....

He used to follow me everywhere at home, so in the garage if i was ever doing any welding i had to shut the door to keep him out.

Anyways, im in the garage one weekend, the missus is out and has the dog with her so the doors wide open and i'm welding away on the car when i pull off the mask and there's Jack (the dog!) sat looking at me......

I throw him out, and shut the door and carry on. Bit later, i notice him pawing at his eyes, putting 2 and 2 together we take him to the vets and yup, he's got arc eye. Lots of tablets and other shit later he's gone blind.

Obviously i feel really guilty at this, but we always used to walk round the same park down the road, and he knows his way about the house so after a while, with a bit of bumping into things and with a bit of talking to him whilst we are out he learns whats what, and has a fairly normal happy life (i think...)

Now, this is all fine until we split up and i move, taking him with me.

He was 12 by now, and slowing down a bit - took him months to learn the layout of the new house, and the local park was a nightmare if you forgot about him (there was a pond in there)

It was sorta funny watching him walk into stuff, but whilst he kept wagging his tail i figured he wasnt too pissed off..

I miss him.
(Aleister Crowleys Badger Nothing to see here, Fri 7 Dec 2007, 0:46, Reply)