Harvey’s at the hairdressers and Ruby’s at the nail parlour

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VERITY LUSH: Leave me to browse the make-up counter in peace

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I’ve just dropped Harvey, our Golden Retriever, off to his hairdressers. He’s spent the past few days basking in the sunshine in the garden panting a bit, so it was time for a trim.

As I returned from Harvey’s award-winning hairdressers, I noticed a letter from his private health insurance saying his monthly payments have risen.

Just then I heard our little Jack Russell, called Ruby, scratch her way across the patio.

So a call was put in to her nail parlour for a quick buff- up.

I go to a barbers and pay just £8 for a haircut and have no private health cover. If it wasn’t for all that bottom-sniffing, I certainly think I’d enjoy a dog’s life!