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Dog Days #5

18/02/09
by Nathan Jones

Dog Days is a serial about the plight of a dog walker, Richie Pen, and Kenny, his dog.Dearest Bob,It’s funny camping out in the living room isn’t it! We are like children, whispering all night. When do you think we’ll get rid of that stink out of the bedroom though? I’m really sorry about that.Kenny thinks we have moved in with him. He is well chuffed. You can tell, despite the fact that he.. More


Dog Days #4

13/02/09
by Nathan Jones

Dog Days is a serial about the plight of a dog walker, Richie Pen, and Kenny, his dog.Dear Bob,Are we broke? Or are we wealthy? I just don’t know anymore. I am Rich. I know that much. But who should I compare myself to? It changes weekend to weekend. Do we go...a) We are working class... we will have the house wine! and then the lady will go home and twiddle for pennies while I winkle in the copper.. More


Dog Days #3

10/02/09
by Nathan Jones

Dog Days is a serial about the plight of a dog walker, Richie Pen, and Kenny, his dog.Hello Bobbles,Spring is in the air! It’s nice to be back now, while the men are hacking the trees back in the park and the sun is scratchy on the grass. The snowmens’ boots are still there though, Bob. Or the top of their heads?...Hey, remember the crystal house in Madrid this weekend? God, I missed Kenny, watching.. More


Dog Days #2

03/02/09
by Nathan Jones

Dog Days is a serial about the plight of a dog walker, Richie Pen, and Kenny, his dog.Dear Bob,Now I have to think about what object best represents me! What object best represents you? If I had my way, I would just put you on a plinth and call you a sculpture of the clear bit in my brain. A tumbler full of whiskey with a sexy ice cube bobbing in I am, Bob. Boob. It’s pointless to try and think about.. More


Dog Days #1

30/01/09
by Nathan Jones

Dog Days is a serial about the plight of a dog walker, Richie Pen, and Kenny, his dog.Dear Bob,Today, when I was walking Kenny, someone asked me to look in their mouth, so I peered in. But as usual, all I could make out was a wet dark cave. This is what you always see looking in someone’s mouth. (It’s completely black in there! You want to say.) Unless someone is telling you to look at the colour.. More