| Author: | Sam Worthington | ISBN: | 9781465999320 |
| Publisher: | Sam Worthington | Publication: | October 29, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sam Worthington |
| ISBN: | 9781465999320 |
| Publisher: | Sam Worthington |
| Publication: | October 29, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Two Labradors, Sam a gun dog and Worthington an ex- pub dog, have a series of hilarious adventures in both the big city and the countryside. Totally believable, the author manages to convince the reader that this is how dogs both communicate and feel about the world in which they live. Their escapades range from swimming in the Serpentine to framing a cat for stealing chickens. Sam, the country bumpkin, is a natural retriever and loves to work with the Boss on pheasant shoots. Worthington has two loves in his life, girls and food. The combination of the somewhat pompous Worthington and Sam the bumpkin as they pursue their respective loves provides endless entertainment
From a Holiday cottage
“Before you go to sleep dear boy, could you just sort out this inferior for me.”
“For Hubert’s sake Worthy, leave the poor inferior alone. You can have the blanket.”
“What,” Worthington spluttered, “Let a superlative sleep on the floor and an inferior sleep on the sofa?”
From a bit of upright fun (The cricket match)
“Well that old upright, he is what they call an umpire. He decides the rules, or something. Anyway it seems he is always ruling against the Boss's side.”
“Well it only be a bit of upright fun.”
“Yes dear boy. But the Boss's friends are taking it seriously. They may not even stay for the barbecue.”
“And that would be a disaster for you Worthy me old,” said Sam with a smirk.
From The Burglar
“Ah!” said Worthington, finally getting the message. “Who is it then?” he added.
“I don’t know now do I!” was Sam’s cryptic answer.
“Well dear boy what do you think they are doing?” Asked Worthington, then a nasty thought occurred to him, “I say there not eating those rather good chocolates are they.”
Sam was angry at Worthington’s complete lack of interest. “Expect they are Worthy, I mean there be nowt else in there.”
Worthington came quickly to his feet. “We’d better investigate,” Worthington decided.
Two Labradors, Sam a gun dog and Worthington an ex- pub dog, have a series of hilarious adventures in both the big city and the countryside. Totally believable, the author manages to convince the reader that this is how dogs both communicate and feel about the world in which they live. Their escapades range from swimming in the Serpentine to framing a cat for stealing chickens. Sam, the country bumpkin, is a natural retriever and loves to work with the Boss on pheasant shoots. Worthington has two loves in his life, girls and food. The combination of the somewhat pompous Worthington and Sam the bumpkin as they pursue their respective loves provides endless entertainment
From a Holiday cottage
“Before you go to sleep dear boy, could you just sort out this inferior for me.”
“For Hubert’s sake Worthy, leave the poor inferior alone. You can have the blanket.”
“What,” Worthington spluttered, “Let a superlative sleep on the floor and an inferior sleep on the sofa?”
From a bit of upright fun (The cricket match)
“Well that old upright, he is what they call an umpire. He decides the rules, or something. Anyway it seems he is always ruling against the Boss's side.”
“Well it only be a bit of upright fun.”
“Yes dear boy. But the Boss's friends are taking it seriously. They may not even stay for the barbecue.”
“And that would be a disaster for you Worthy me old,” said Sam with a smirk.
From The Burglar
“Ah!” said Worthington, finally getting the message. “Who is it then?” he added.
“I don’t know now do I!” was Sam’s cryptic answer.
“Well dear boy what do you think they are doing?” Asked Worthington, then a nasty thought occurred to him, “I say there not eating those rather good chocolates are they.”
Sam was angry at Worthington’s complete lack of interest. “Expect they are Worthy, I mean there be nowt else in there.”
Worthington came quickly to his feet. “We’d better investigate,” Worthington decided.
