Tuesday, 23 July 2013

Dyctionary

D-words

D the Dog’s first thunderstorm. Did he shiver, quake, and disappear behind the sofa like a small child confronted by daleks? None of those. He barked at the thunder and lightning. The same “just let me out there and at it” barking he uses on his most-hated fox. It’s time to add to the D-tionary.

D-tionary n a glossary of terms, relating to D the Dog. Presented in alphabetical order.


Dypical adv the usual behaviour, chaos, and rueful grins that arise from having a D the Dog about the place. Coming home to find the dog baskets upside down, the laundry basket on the floor, its contents scattered and D sitting in the middle of what were clean clothes with a sock in his mouth, you might remark: “well, that’s dypical, that is.”


Dyl Pickle v the condition anyone exposed to D the Dog for any length of time will find themselves in: tired, sleepless, lacking energy, hoarse, stressed, generally exhausted. May include needing medical attention, see Dylision below.


Dyllapidated adj the condition any inanimate object exposed to D the Dog for any length of time will end up in. “Oh god, he’s had me new trainers. Look. They’re all dyllapidated now!”


Dysmembered adj how any soft toy given to D the Dog will be in no time at all: missing limbs and extremities. See also Dy-capitated.


Dylision v what the Sky telly football commentators call a “coming together” if it favours Manchester United, and an “act of unspeakable violence” if it’s perpetrated by an Arsenal player (see the lack of comment made about Sol Campbell’s ‘elbow’ on Ole Gunnar Solskjaer – powder-puff contact that saw the little cheat hit the deck as if he’d been gunned down by a Columbian hitman). A dylision usually involves D setting off at full pelt, reaching top speed, then running into BLISS’ head or my knee, without any deviation, hesitation, or evasive action.


Dyllness n feeling unwell, the condition of suffering from a medical complaint. Can arise from a dylision, being dyl pickled, or in extreme (a-dypical) circumstances, dysmemberment.


The Man Booker Prize long list is out today…

…and I’ve not read any of them. I’d better get going, hadn’t I?



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