The Social Media Dog Bore
How did you meet your canine companion?
Monty and I met in Essex at his breeder's house. He was only two weeks old and one of three boys. He was so tiny he fit the length of my hand. I knew he was meant for me as he was covered in "freckles" just like I am.
What’s the story behind your dog’s name?
Monty is an abbreviation of Valmont, which is the name of the nightclub my fiancè and I met in! When we were dating and things were getting serious, we joked that one day we'd have a house in the country and a Labrador called Valmont. We decided that Valmont was definitely a "big dog" name so we abbreviated it to Monty to fit Monty's little stature. We're still working on the big house in the country - we've made it as far as the suburbs!
How has your life changed since you have had your dog?
100% for the better. Monty is the light of my life, he keeps me company whilst I work at home, makes me laugh every day and is the perfect hot water bottle for chilly nights. I've been told that Monty has brought out the best in me as well, I am calmer, more patient and genuinely seem happier.
Which 3 words best describe your dog’s personality?
Charismatic, stubborn, enigmatic
Who’s your dog’s favourite person?
Apart from me, obviously! I'd have to say my Mum, they have a typical Grandmother, Grandson relationship - he gets away with murder when he stays with her and eats like a King!
What’s your dog’s superpower?
Stealth! Monty is a little ninja, he can creep up on you so quietly and make you jump!
If your dog had a job, what would it be?
Teacher. He's quite the little bossy boots. He's forever telling people and other dogs to be quiet with his mixture of barks and under the breath huffing!
What’s your dog’s most unappealing / most embarrassing habit?
There's a couple but the most truly disgusting is his love of eating poo. Not just any though, he prefers Deer or Swan. Not just any poo will do!
Where can we find you hanging out with your dog?
Anywhere I can take Instagram photos! Monty comes everywhere with me. You'll regularly find us wandering the streets of UK villages taking photos of houses, followed by a trip to the pub for a nap (him) and a cider and photo editing time (me).
Finish this sentence "a dog walks into a bar….”
and everyone immediately starts cooing over him and asking about his unusual coat colour.