Earlier in the term I asked the boys and girls to visit the local shops and purchase dog food. Each tin purchased would be donated to the local dog charity near the school. The challenge is to collect at least 200 cans, build a massive dog food can structure in my office window before putting it all in the school minibus and donating it with joy in our hearts.
This year the pupils excelled themselves but not only buying cans of food but chews, bones, treats and things that looked like they fell of victims from slasher films. The office construction project was built to a heady height. it is amazing what shapes you can get away with when you combined single cans with sealed 6 packs supported by foundation filling 24 packs. Light was denied entry into my corner space but that is something I could live with.
The problem came on the first day donations came. It seems like everything that was not in a tin was smelly, or to put it another turned normal dogs into crazed maniacs. The office was known to Tommy as a place of calm and where he could practice dog-mindfulness in peace and tranquillity. The donations made this impossible. The treats were well packed and they would never be his. Tommy developed a pacing routine, this has been referred to before, which just involved walking around and around a 2 metre perimeter, slowly wearing out the carpet. The lead time…
