Out for a run

"Oy! You!"

The cry went from the yellow Saxo.

"Yeah, you. You run like a Springer Spaniel!"

It was already pulling away, so time only to smile and give a thumbs up.

The car slowed.

"Like a Spaniel with its legs broke!"

The mocking sound of tyres screeching as it sped away.

But he showed them how he ran, and he only fell over once before he caught them at the lights.

Then they showed him how they could open all four doors simulataneously when someone shouts, "Hey, dickheads!"

They showed him how well they could loom.

They all watched him for a while, before agreeing he had more the lolloping gait of a Golden Retriever about him.