Monday, 10.30pm
Thought for the Day - Does anyone have the Odd Sock Fairy's email address?
Pug Status - Hoping Daddy didn't see the chocolate biscuit Grandad sneaked for me....
This painting lark is never-ending. Upstairs today finishing off the doors and I must say, I think I have captured Jim Morrison's likeness fairly well. Holding a paintbrush for so long, I seem to have evolved into Captain Hook's less evil painting-and-decorating brother and the last thing I want is a load of flying kids crashing into my freshly applied gloss. I have every sympathy with Michaelangelo - seven years to do one ceiling seems to be rushing it as far as I'm concerned....
Obi Pug Kenobi is sticking to her diet - well, she has no choice. Too short to reach the cupboards and without the necessary opposable thumbs to raid the fridge she has taken to scanning the floor for dropped morsels and boy, does she find them! A visit to her Nanny and Grandad gave her an opportunity to work all her charm for an illicit treat. How can anyone resist those soulful eyes and glossy coat - no wonder Grandad gets money off his paper bill every week....
As you hear this in the morning I shall be busy rustling up a sumptuous meal of freshly-scrambled free range eggs, slowly cooked to glossy perfection and coated with smooth gratings of extra-matured cheddar cheese, gently melting into the fluffy perfection. For Princess Pug. I'll be having Special K and a cup of tea. I spoil that dog....
Thought for the Day - Does anyone have the Odd Sock Fairy's email address?
Pug Status - Hoping Daddy didn't see the chocolate biscuit Grandad sneaked for me....
This painting lark is never-ending. Upstairs today finishing off the doors and I must say, I think I have captured Jim Morrison's likeness fairly well. Holding a paintbrush for so long, I seem to have evolved into Captain Hook's less evil painting-and-decorating brother and the last thing I want is a load of flying kids crashing into my freshly applied gloss. I have every sympathy with Michaelangelo - seven years to do one ceiling seems to be rushing it as far as I'm concerned....
Obi Pug Kenobi is sticking to her diet - well, she has no choice. Too short to reach the cupboards and without the necessary opposable thumbs to raid the fridge she has taken to scanning the floor for dropped morsels and boy, does she find them! A visit to her Nanny and Grandad gave her an opportunity to work all her charm for an illicit treat. How can anyone resist those soulful eyes and glossy coat - no wonder Grandad gets money off his paper bill every week....
As you hear this in the morning I shall be busy rustling up a sumptuous meal of freshly-scrambled free range eggs, slowly cooked to glossy perfection and coated with smooth gratings of extra-matured cheddar cheese, gently melting into the fluffy perfection. For Princess Pug. I'll be having Special K and a cup of tea. I spoil that dog....
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