The wee drunk in the corner (there's always one)

When Kali was but a few months old, I took him down to Edinburgh to meet my Mum, who had given me the money (birthday pressie) with which I'd bought him. While there, I went in to the pub I used to frequent when I was resident in the city. As always, there was a shrivelled wee drunk in the corner - you know the sort, bl@@dy expert on everything! Anyway, the wee drunk looks at Kali, noting his blue eyes. "That dug's blind!" he opined. "No he isn't." says I, "he just has blue eyes. He can see perfectly! And I can PROVE it!" The wee drunk doesn't seem to notice that Kali is watching all this with the aforementioned blue eyes."How are ye gonna dae that?"

"Easy! I'll let him off his lead, you try to hit me, and we'll see what happens!"

"Ah weel, He's gonna go blind!"

Here we are, 13 years later, and whilst I have no idea what happened to the drunk*, Kali is still watching flies and helicopters.


*And I care even less


Snorri

A beautiful picture and a lovely funny story He's a stunner

you know if he ever does go blind (and god forbid), you're never going to be able to drink there again!

What beautiful blue eyes they STILL are too, which is more than I could probably say for the old drunk 13 years down the line hey??!!! More like p*ss holes in the snow perhaps???!!!

snorri thats such a great story ,you are right though ,after few drinks they think they know it all .

Lovely story

Don't you just hate know it alls, Kali must have the blue-ist eyes I have ever seen

hes adorable/ and loved the story

great story, love his eyes, hes stunning

Great story Snorri. Well you can now call Kali "Old Blue Eyes" and what a startling Blue they are