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04/06/2026

Word of the day Lead‑Lurker

Lead‑Lurker
noun

1. A dog owner who insists on keeping their dog on a lead at all times, even in the middle of an off‑lead field where every other dog is living its best life.
Often found standing rigidly still, clutching the lead like it’s a security blanket.

2. A person who believes letting a dog off the lead will result in instant chaos, international incident, or spontaneous combustion.
Frequently mutters “He’s not good off‑lead” despite never having actually tried.

3. One who treats the dog park like a museum — look, don’t touch, absolutely no interacting.
May also perform the “tight‑lead tango” whenever another dog approaches.

4. A walker whose dog has developed the social skills of a Victorian child because it’s never allowed more than a 2‑metre radius of freedom.

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🐾 Behavioural Traits
- Lead‑shortening reflex — tightens the lead the moment another dog appears, even if that dog is 400 yards away sniffing a daisy.
- The statue stance — stands perfectly still, hoping the world will go away.
- The apologetic smile — a strained grin that says “Please don’t let your dog come near mine, I can’t cope.”
- The swivel‑head scan — constantly checking for dogs like a meerkat with anxiety.

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🐕 Field Notes
“Spotted a Lead‑Lurker on the bridleway today. Dog tried to say hello, lead tightened so fast it created a small time warp.”

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🔗 Related Species
- Pooch‑Hoister — elevates the dog rather than letting it mingle.
- Panic‑Picker — scoops first, panics later.
- Turd‑Dodger — leaves behind “gifts” for the community.

29/05/2026

Right… rattle my kennel time again… 🤨🐕

Walking a group of dogs who’ve known each other since puppyhood…
Sounds wholesome, doesn’t it?

Little friendship group. Loyal. Connected. In sync.

Yeah… no.

What you actually have is a teenage gang.

A full-blown, ride-or-die, zero-brain-cell collective where every decision is made as a committee of chaos 😭

Individually?

Lovely.

Responsive.

Capable of listening.

Together?

Absolutely feral.

You set off thinking: “This will be nice. They all know each other. Easy.”

Five minutes in, they’ve formed an alliance and you’re no longer the leader… just the person holding the leads while they plan their next group activity.

One dog spots something…

Doesn’t matter what it is.

Could be a leaf. Could be a bird. Could be a feeling.

Next thing — all heads snap round in perfect unison like a dodgy boyband.

And you just know.

You just know something’s about to kick off.

“Guys… leave it…”

Nope.

Too late.

They move as one.

Not walking.

Stampeding.

Like a fluffy, overexcited herd with absolutely no regard for your shoulder sockets.

Recall?

Oh that’s adorable.

You call one…

You get none.

Because they’re no longer individuals.

They are now: ✨ The Pack ✨

And The Pack has decided your opinion is optional.

Then comes the play.

What starts as a nice game turns into:

⚔️ body slamming
⚔️ dramatic barking
⚔️ one dog screaming like they’ve been wronged in a past life
⚔️ another one refereeing loudly but contributing nothing

You step in like: “Right, that’s enough…”

And they all look at you like: “Wow. Ruined the vibe.”

They disperse… briefly…

…then regroup 30 seconds later like nothing happened.

And the best bit?

They hype each other up.

One gets excited — they ALL get excited.

One makes a questionable choice — suddenly it’s a group decision.

Peer pressure is real, and apparently it has fur.

By the end of the walk you’re mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted…

…and they’re like: “Best day ever.

Same time tomorrow?” 😃

Because walking one teenage dog is training.

Walking a group of them?
Is crowd control.

28/05/2026

Word of the day is Turd Dodger

Turd‑Dodger
noun

1. A dog walker who treats their dog’s poo like a natural phenomenon that simply “happens” to the universe and is therefore not their problem.
Often seen walking away briskly while pretending to admire a tree.

2. A person who suddenly becomes intensely fascinated by the sky, their phone, or an imaginary emergency the moment their dog squats.
May also perform the classic “I didn’t see anything” shuffle.

3. One who believes poo bags are optional accessories, much like hats or optimism.
Frequently claims they “forgot”, despite owning a coat with 47 pockets.

4. A walker who leaves behind landmines for unsuspecting pedestrians, cyclists, and the nation’s white trainers.
Often followed by a trail of muttered curses from passers‑by.

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💩 Behavioural Traits
- Selective blindness — can spot a squirrel at 200 yards but not a steaming pile at their feet.
- The quick‑march getaway — speed increases by 300% post‑poo.
- Pocket patting — the universal signal for “I don’t have a bag and I’m hoping you won’t challenge me.”
- The guilty glance — a rapid over‑the‑shoulder look to check if anyone witnessed the crime.

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🐕 Field Notes
“Caught another Turd‑Dodger on the playing fields today. Dog finished, human vanished like a fart in the wind.”

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🔗 Related Species
- Poo‑Phantom — disappears before the poo even hits the ground.
- Bag‑Avoider — carries a lead, a phone, a coffee, but never a bag.
- Stealth‑Stepper — pretends to “accidentally” walk away while whistling.

25/05/2026

🚨🐾 Dog Walkers, Gather Round… I’ve Got a Right Shocker for You 🐾🚨

Well… this is not the post I wanted to write today, but here we are.

My van — yes, the dog‑mobile, the walk‑wagon, the spaniel shuttle — has been stolen.
Properly nicked. Vanished. Gone like a greyhound after a squirrel.

Inside it?
Thousands of pounds worth of training gear, agility kit, crates, leads, enrichment bits, the lot.
Basically, if you shook the van, a fully‑equipped dog training school would fall out.

Now here’s the fun twist:
I thought I had a courtesy vehicle included.
Turns out… apparently that only applies if you crash, not if some toe‑rag helps themselves to your wheels.
(News to me. I must’ve missed the small print written in microscopic fairy dust.)

I’ll know more tomorrow when I speak to an actual human instead of the out‑of‑hours “computer says no” team, but as it stands, I’m looking at being without a vehicle for up to 40 days.

FORTY. DAYS.
That’s basically Lent, but instead of giving up chocolate, I’ve given up transport.

Now — I’m lucky. I’ve got a brilliant team who can pick up most of the slack.
But not every dog walker has that luxury, and I’ve got a few reactive cases that only I can handle, so I’m juggling things like a caffeinated circus clown.

So this post is partly to update you lovely lot…
And partly to remind all dog walkers:
We’re one stolen van away from absolute chaos.
Hug your vehicles. Whisper sweet nothings to them. Maybe even stroke the dashboard.

I’ll keep everyone updated tomorrow once I know what’s what.
In the meantime, if you see a van driving around full of agility tunnels and the faint smell of liver cake… let me know.

Stay safe, stay silly, and keep your wheels locked tighter than a spaniel’s recall.

🩷 TLC

25/05/2026

Dog trainers and behaviourists walking into the same conversation like it’s an episode of The Great British Bake Off…

“One method, two approaches, and absolutely no agreement on what ‘done’ looks like.”

Trainer A: “You need structure, clarity, and a well-timed reward."

Trainer B: “You need emotional safety, choice, and a deep understanding of feelings.”

Trainer C (from the corner): “Have you tried just… observing the dog under a full moon?”

Meanwhile the dog: “I would simply like the sausage.”

Honestly, put three professionals in a room and you’ll get five opinions, a mild identity crisis, and at least one person saying, “Well actually…” before anyone’s even finished their coffee.

The truth? Different dogs, different humans, different lives — sometimes more than one approach can work beautifully. Shocking, I know.

Revolutionary. Someone alert the group chat.

But no — we will instead politely disagree, passionately defend our hill, and then all secretly use a bit of each other’s stuff anyway.

The dog, once again: “Still just here for the sausage, cheers.”

23/05/2026

PROFESSIONAL DOG WALKERS IN THE SUN ☀️🐕

People think dog walking in the sunshine is all:
“Lovely strolls.”
“Fresh air.”
“Playing with puppies in fields.”

Mate. Absolute fiction.

The second the sun comes out, every dog suddenly acts like they’ve had three espressos and joined a festival.

Spaniels launch themselves into rivers that definitely contain something dead. Labradors start inhaling grass like tiny agricultural vacuum cleaners. Frenchies lie down every four minutes like Victorian ladies with “a condition”.

Meanwhile, professional dog walkers are out here looking like overworked PE teachers carrying:
✔️ 14 leads
✔️ 3 water bottles
✔️ Emergency poo bags stuffed into every pocket
✔️ One tennis ball covered in enough slime to qualify as a biohazard

And let’s not forget the owners…

“Don’t let Bella get muddy.”
Karen, Bella entered the field like a Navy SEAL and body-slammed straight into a ditch before I’d even shut the van door.

Then there’s the classic:
“He’s usually very calm.”

Really? Fascinating. Because today he’s dragging me across Yorkshire chasing a pigeon while screaming like he’s auditioning for Britain’s Got Talent.

By the end of the walk:
The dogs are smiling.
The owners think we’ve had a delightful nature ramble.
And the dog walkers are standing in a car park sweating through their shirt, smelling faintly of wet Labrador and regret.

Living the dream. ☀️🐶

21/05/2026

🚗🐾 The Rise in Business Mileage (Dog Walker Edition)

Honestly, business mileage in the UK is getting out of hand. I swear I’m doing more miles than a Deliveroo driver with commitment issues.

Every day looks like this:

- Drive to pick up a dog.
- Drive to pick up another dog.
- Drive to pick up the dog whose owner “forgot to leave the key out again”.
- Drive to the walk.
- Drive to the other walk because the first field now has a rogue cow in it.
- Drive home.
- Realise you left your water bottle at the field.
- Drive back.
- Cry.

Meanwhile HMRC is there like:
“Oh yes, 45p per mile should cover it.”
Mate, 45p doesn’t even cover the emotional damage.

And with the cost of living going up, dog walkers are expanding their service areas like we’re running some sort of canine Uber XL.

“Oh, you live 12 miles away? Sure, why not, I’ve already done 80 today, what’s another small road trip.”

Plus, every dog walker knows the real reason mileage is rising:
We spend half our lives driving back to fetch the one dog who decided today was the day to do a runner and getting around all the roadworks!

So yes — business mileage is up by 10p.
Fuel prices are up.
Wear and tear is up.
And dog walkers?
We’re just out here doing Formula 1 laps of West Yorkshire with a boot full of spaniels.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be at the petrol station taking out a small loan.

21/05/2026

Word of the day Pooch Hoister

Pooch‑Hoister
noun

1. A dog walker who believes the safest altitude for their dog is “somewhere above waist height”.
Typically spotted performing emergency vertical evacuations whenever another dog so much as glances in their direction.

2. A human who treats every approaching dog like a marauding wolf pack.
Often accompanied by sharp inhalations, frantic scooping, and a look that says “Not today, Satan.”

3. One who assumes their dog is made of porcelain and the ground is a hostile environment.
May also be seen clutching their dog like a bag of shopping that might leak.

4. A person who believes socialisation is a myth invented by dog trainers to cause chaos.
Frequently mutters things like “He’s fine with dogs… just not on the ground.”

5. A walker whose upper‑body strength is suspiciously impressive from years of unnecessary hoisting.
Often develops a signature “panic lift” technique, perfected through repetition.

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🐾 Behavioural Traits
- Instant elevation reflex — dog goes up faster than a helium balloon.
- Wide‑eyed alarm — as if your friendly spaniel is a velociraptor.
- The shuffle‑and‑scoop manoeuvre — a classic move involving retreat, lift, and glare.
- Overuse of the phrase “He’s nervous!” even when the dog is clearly vibing.

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🐕 Field Notes
“Spotted another Pooch‑Hoister on the canal path today. Dog went airborne before mine even finished blinking.”

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🔗 Related Species
- Dog‑Dangler — specialises in holding the dog mid‑air like a furry wind chime.
- Panic‑Picker — scoops first, thinks later.
- Fluster‑Fluffer — all arms, legs, and unnecessary drama.

19/05/2026

🌸🌻🐶 “It’s Just Walking Dogs Though, Isn’t It?” 💐🌷🐕

Ah yes. Of course it is. 💩☠️

A peaceful little stroll. Bit of fresh air. Possibly a bird chirping politely in the background. The dog walking equivalent of a Jane Austen novel.

In reality, it’s more like an action film with a budget of zero and a cast of absolute lunatics.

Let’s paint the picture properly.

The van?
Less “quaint countryside vehicle” and more “mobile command unit that smells faintly of wet Labrador and broken dreams.”

The paperwork?
Endless. It multiplies overnight like it’s got its own breeding programme. Insurance, licences, risk assessments, council rules. You finish one form and three more appear, fully formed, staring at you.

The walk itself?
Not a walk. A tactical operation.

You’re constantly scanning like a meerkat with anxiety:

Dogs. Leads. Gates. Other dogs. Off-lead dogs. Children. Cyclists. That one man who appears out of nowhere every single day like a glitch in the matrix.

Meanwhile, you’re managing personalities:

One dog thinks it’s head of security.
One thinks it’s in a marathon.
One has emotionally checked out and is licking a leaf.
And one is quietly planning everyone’s downfall.

And then the messages:

“He seems a bit off today, can you keep an eye on him?”

Yes, Karen. I have been monitoring his every blink, sigh, and suspicious fart since 2014. I know more about this dog than I do some of my own relatives.

Let’s not forget the career journey.

It always starts the same way:

Bright-eyed dog lover enters the industry.
Charges very little because it’s “just walking dogs.”
Quickly discovers they are essentially running a canine daycare, conflict resolution service, mobile cleaning unit, and wildlife deterrent all at once.
Clients haggle over 50p like it’s the final round of a game show.
Dog walker slowly unravels.
Starts googling “jobs where nothing pulls, barks, or eats unidentified substances.”
Exits industry with a thousand-yard stare and a strong opinion about mud.

Cycle repeats.

Cheap dog walking isn’t cheap.

It’s someone paying to be dragged across three fields by a 30kg chaos enthusiast while refereeing a social dispute that could escalate at any moment.

Good dog walkers don’t just walk.

They prevent arguments before they happen.
They spot injuries before they turn into a vet bill that requires a sit-down.
They manage group dynamics like a tiny, muddy United Nations.
They bring your dog home alive, intact, and only mildly fragranced.

And they do all of this in weather that would make most people reconsider leaving the house entirely.

That skill comes from experience.

Experience comes from staying in the job.

Staying in the job comes from being paid properly.

So if you’ve got a dog walker you trust:

Don’t haggle like you’re at a car boot sale.
Don’t compare them to “someone cheaper online” because there is always someone cheaper and there is usually a reason.
And if you quietly suspect they’re undercharging, act accordingly.

Because good dog walkers aren’t expensive.

They’re rare.

And your dog would absolutely pay more…

If they weren’t currently busy eating something questionable and pretending they’ve never heard their own name.

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