The Dog Gang!

What you are about to read is not my fault at all. It is The Point's fault. We set off for our morning walk together (getting quite chummy as the photo shows) when suddenly she set off to the side of the fence snorting and snuffling in the grass. I heard a few squeals and then I heard The Point's person (or PP for short) shouting 'Leave it' so loudly I could have burst an eardrum. Of course, The Point dropped it straight away (she's such a goodie goodie) and PP started to walk towards the spot. However, I got there first - YIPPPEEE!

First I batted it to the left. Then I batted it to the right. Then I threw it in the air. Then I threw it on the ground and was just about to roll on it when PP headed straight towards me with her cross face on and her cries of 'Leave it' continuing to ring in my ears. I'm not hanging around here, I thought so I picked it up and skulked off.
After a while it didn't taste very nice, so I dropped it and carried on the walk. Not a bad start to the day.

When everyone was having showers this morning I did a spot of monkey-bagging. He felt lovely and squidgy and I couldn't understand why I was being shouted at to leave him. Got my own back later when I stole some clean knickers from the airer and put holes in them.

I sat and looked out of the window for many hours till I realised she was not coming back. . .

I got a bit confused at bedtime because my bed was not where it should have been. In fact it was in another room and it had a Point snoozing on it. Eventually, I settled down and had a good night' sleep. Wonder if she is missing me tonight. . . . . . .