They certainly put me through the mill round here. The two legged's went for the Chinky option tonight, just to keep me on my claws, so it was prawn crackers instead of poppadoms for me. Not that I'm bothered like, I mean I WILL and frequently do eat anything, but it's just nice to know where you are sometimes isn't it? Barked at the delivery driver, obviously, just to keep me paw in like. Red hot excitement of the day: the people up the road have just acquired a new labrador puppy, bloody gorgeous it is. All blonde, silky, and gullible if you know what I mean. Might have to clean up in the winnit department for a couple of weeks if I'm gonna "mark my territory" so to speak. I can't wait to get to sleep tonight. Oh, baby... Pooh count: 4, a very quiet day. Wonder if I'm ill or is it lurve?
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.