Our hotel in Hastings was pretty cool
But I didn’t a bit of a double take when we walked through reception
There was dogs all over the place
What is this fuckery?
All kinds of dogs too
I thought maybe I’d walked into the ‘International Unique Guide Dog’s’ Convention or something
The the lady that was checking us in told us it was a ‘dog friendly’ hotel
Oh good, you can stay, Dad said to mum
I’m not sure I’m a fan of the whole ‘take your dog everywhere’ movement that seems to be popular now
There’s dogs on planes, dogs in restaurants, and now dogs in hotels?
Nah, I’m not a fan
Especially when on my way to my room I trip over this ugly fucker
I know, in the eyes of his owner, he’s probably gorgeous blah, blah, blah
But I just don’t see it
I was thinking that the hotel would smell all ‘doggy’ and I’d be treading in shit
But you really didn’t notice them too much
Except if you wanted to use the pool
Or get an appointment at the hairdressers
And I’ve seen more than a few examples of owners who look like their dogs
Which I think is pretty true for the most part
Except with my dog
Cause I look nothing like Fluffy, do I?
Don’t fucking answer that, OK?
Is that a dark streak by his ear…?