So, what do you do when offered a free gaff when your flatmates go away for a week? Say: "Oh no, I'll look after the dog, it's no problem". The social ramifications (or lack thereof) dawned on me last night. Big Scary Dog™ is guaranteed to scare some people off who might otherwise have dropped up, and it also means no late nights for Dave cos the fucking pooch has to be walked! And he snores! Fucker actually kept me awake last night despite being at the other end of the hall from my door!

They could have easily taken him in the jeep (yes, really) too. Hate that dog so much...