Tuesday, 26 June 2007

'Grand' Puppy!


Hey don't you think I look grand, I can't be a puppy much longer.
The Big Black Dog says I'm only sitting upright and still because I've been nailed there, how rude!
Today is a quiet day for me, I'm bored. The family are not happy with me, apart from yesterday's bath disaster I kept them up last night. Not a nice subject but I'm still teething and I eat everything, well in the middle of the night I woke my family several times. I kept trying to throw up, eventually I got rid of this huge piece of green plastic. Came from a green tortoise!
So this morning they are not happy with me and the lack of sleep.
We went on a puppy walk and would you believe they took me across the fields, no puddles, they kept me clean. What's the fun in that!
Then we sat in the car while they did some shopping, when I was a little puppy I used to jump the seats and have been known to dive into the shopping bags. Guess what they bought a dog guard and now I can't cross over into the back seat. I tell you my life is getting very boring.
Our next door neighbour doesn't like it when I peep though the holes in the fence and bark at that stupid cat of hers, do you know what she did, covered the holes! I ask you, people everywhere are ganging up on me.
They actually gave me a treat earlier on and said how good I have been today, well I'll tell you I'm bored. Bored. Bored. Big Puppy Bored. Going out of my tiny mind!
This week they seem to think they can be one step ahead of me, I look for my usual playthings, like the TV remote and phones etc. But I can't find them.
And guess what today's Tuesday, tomorrow I start school. I'm going to cry in a minute, my life is falling apart. I feel miserable.
Hang on a minute, the sun is coming out, there's a bird on our bird table it's my job I have to chase them away....Wait that stupid cat is coming across the grass I will have to go, birds in my garden is my job, not his...gotta go..................

1 comment:

Leslie Hawes said...

Isn't there some sort of agency we can report these people to?
Chairman of the Bored? Bored of Directors?
My Mom calls it the "bored" part of the free room and bored I get here.
So what's fair about the cat can jump over the fence, but you can't peep at him through it? grrrrr
There has just GOT to be an agency to report this to...
paws,
Deuce
PS You are lookin' pretty grand. Do they weigh you, like they do me?