Bonfire night in the UK on the 5th of November, the day we commemorate the attempt of Guy Faulkes to blow up our Houses of Parliament. Time for a big bonfire and lots of fireworks. Sounds fun? Well, I always thought so until I had a dog to look after while the night sky reverberated with bangs and clashes. The poor thing tried to burrow under my skin. I've never had so much affection in my life. I just wish the fireworks were confined to one night and didn't go on for three or four days.
This sweetie is called Winston Kennedy - a long haired miniature dachshund
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