I pit our dog.
For the past week I’ve had to walk her as her usual walker, my step-father, is on holiday.
I pit her for causing me the indignity of picking up poo with a bag.
I pit her for stopping to sniff other dog’s urine every 2 seconds.
I pit her for stopping to sniff every single upright object.
Desperately seeking morsels of food in bushes and on the floor as if she doesn’t get fed at home.
Having stinking breath.