Yesterday morning I was sitting quite comfortably. Twiddling my thumbs. One eye on the Wright Stuff.
When into my office burst the boss. Her face a display of unusual concern.
I need you - she said - in her parched husky voice. To do me a favour. It‘s rather important.
Say no if you must. I’d quite understand. At which point she paused for dramatic effect.
I flicked off the box. Self consciously casual. Making an effort not to look guilty.
My massive brain raced - Seeking excuses. Drawing a blank - I smiled a sigh.
Long story short .. I couldn’t say No. A damsel distressed will not be denied.
White Knight to the rescue I know when to yield. I spent my day guarding her dog.
And yes it was a bloody Chihuahua - Though possibly not the one pictured.
Adam ... x

Then how come Daphne and Velma sees them too? Mass hallucination? Mystery inc on acid?
You didn't walk down the street with a Chihuahua did you!!