I was taking poochie for a little walk in the park which took me some considerable time as I wound my way around all the 'occupy wall street' tents, effigys, posters and shouting that blocked my usual path.
It took me so long that I found myself having to use the public 'facilities' to prevent my embarrassing myself in front of the worlds media.
I suppose that I could have passed it off as an avant-guarde piece of street theatre commenting on the cyclical nature of todays rampant consumerism; the earths resources shovelled in at one end, the waste returned to the earth at the...........hmmm, I realised I hadn't really thought it through and resolved to google it later.
Anyway, I pushed my way into the facilities where I saw this very strange sight. Someone must be producing these unsettling novelty toilet brushes; i'm not sure about the eyes, they seemed to be following me.
Still, I had a job to do and after half an hour of trying to force it right round the bend I managed to get it stuck. I climbed on the sink, pushed open the little window, dragged poochie out by his lead and hurried on my way...