Nettles on the Nose

Today I was duped! Duped I was! By someone with no scruples! I have no idea what it means to have no scruples but The Owner always shouts that at the telly when he seems displeased with the Andrew Marr Show. Together with words like "Slimeball" and "Mandleson". I am not yet sure who duped me but I am suspecting it may have been Monkey Dog Thing as he has not yet exacted any kind of revenge for me encouraging him to wee on his lady owner's car seat some time ago and I am keeping my eyes open still. We are now past the final flush of summer and autumn is exerting it's cold and windy grip around the farm. Our nettles, which I have given a particularly wide berth since I wee'd over one and it stung my boy's bits, are mainly died down in the garden, so I don't tend to pay them any regard. Walking to the studio this morning with The Owner through the wind, which is fortunately clearing the smell of hospitals from his crusty old Barbour jacket, when a waft of a sniff caught my attention from a small patch of weeds. As you would expect from a dog of my breeding and nature it required investigation so I sniffed it. Then I sniffed it again, a bit closer this time and it was then that I discovered how I had been duped. Someone (and I suspect it to be Monkey Dog Thing) had wee'd on some nettles (Presumably from a distance.) and I had just had a good sniff at it and I had now got a very sore nose. I am thinking Monkey Dog Thing may have got his revenge.