Mystical Spheres

To the vet's with Reg, after he started scratching his ear madly and flapping his head all the time.
Of course, by the time we got to the surgery he had stopped scratching and flapping, and the vet could find nothing wrong with him.
So we had a chat with her about Reg having a certain operation which comes the way of all young dogs about town when they reach a certain age.
Back home again, Reg and I had a sit down in the sunshine with a cup of tea and a digestive to talk things through, man to man like.
I explained to him that the reason he is currently cocking his leg up everything in sight, including the vet's scales and Denzil the West Highland White, is that his brain is receiving messages from his Mystical Spheres telling him to do these things.
I told him it was fine, and that all men spend most of their lives acting on information supplied by their Mystical Spheres, and oh doesn't it get them into trouble.
But, I said, most men can manage to stop short of urinating in public every thirty seconds or so. And most men don't urinate over their friends when they meet them in the middle of Roselands fields. Well, not often.
And that's why those Mystical Spheres of yours are going to have to come off, young man.