Part 1, Episode Saturday Morning, small hours of,
Awoken by phone at bedside, usually kept there due to previous commitment/s regarding role in Child and Youth Crisis Counseling, NOT as first thought a person in dire need or just need of counseling but instead an either drunken (pissed as newt) or doped to the eyeballs Evangelfool.
Across the phone comes the EXPRESSED ORDERS of his most Saintly and Royal Magesty, "Go in to my yard, get my dog, take her over to your yard and keep her there until I come home, MAKE SURE you feed her properly or I'll be having words with you."
Brain started to in almost at th very first of the unfortunately too familiar voice and my reply/response came out like a flash of lightning, " Can't do that, the Police were called by me because I was concerned that, given your proneness to accidents, you may be either badly injured or dead somewhere in the house and the stench of a dead body is something no-one neither needs nor wants to have pervading through the neighbourhood.
The Officers found the pup alone , unkempt and very in the back yard tethered to a chain that was roughly a few feet long, she had No water, No food nor shelter and had been sleeping in her own excrement also.
They called in the R.S.P.C.A. and who came and RESCUED the pup and took her to their local Animal Shelter for its health and safety. I can't be 0% certain BUT I think there may well be a whole of questions that will be getting asked and requiring answers when and IF you return home, Bye for now, have a nice sleep and thank you ever so much for so kindly disturbing mine so needlessly and at such a needless hour."
From that point I replaced the handset, switched of the connection from the "public" provided and activated the Crisis Calls line and eventually managed to resume getting some sleep.