Dried biscuits mixed in with the remains of last night's turkey roast dinner, vegetables and lots of gravy. Northern dogs love gravy. Time for a nice sleep in front of the fire. Might watch University Challenge on catch up later - I got three right last week. There's not many border terriers know the atomic number for rubidium I reckon. Paxman is such a loathsome oik though I find. Might squeeze in (or more correctly out) a swift number two before decamping to the lounge. Not had my dentastix yet, they make me do paw for that, the tight bastards.
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.