What a miserable day at the pound. There was only one dog to walk - and two volunteers to walk her. I think the council ranger is shipping off his latest street finds to pounds that favour the Lethabarb Solution. And no-one has adopted Psycho-kitten. We hauled the dog to the local park, where she got swooped by those nasty little birds that are supposed to be at one with the universe because they're indigenous. She didn't notice a thing - just rolled on the grass while we sat and tal...