SATURDAY 30th Jan: Green poo
Sidney:
Why do I have to go first? Silly dogs should go first then clever cats after. I like the shed roof improvements. I spend time on there during sunny weather, surveying my territory. They left the central heating on all night last night, by mistake. It was lovely. I shall organise some pictures for you, so that you can see my territory. I wanted to use the word 'kingdom' instead of 'territory' but Mum refused to type it. She says I need to get a sense of proportion. Which is absurd. I am the one who decides what to call it, aren't I? It is MINE.
Cato:
Beach walk today! Lots of fun. Seaweed and driftwood and it was sunny and the tide was in and my feet got wet, and the dogbiscuitcafe was closed so we couldn’t have any biscuits. The water was so high we couldn’t walk under the pier, and had to go up on the road and then back down on the other side.
Tara got scared by a Vizsla. Tara is always scared by big things. She ran up some yellow steps so that she was tallest, and had to be called back down because she is a wuss. The Vizsla only wanted to say hello, and sniff. I couldn’t reach his bottom. Maybe I should have climbed the steps too.
This picture is me sniffing an interesting shoe, and Tara sniffing something boring.
After we came home we snuggled on the sofa all evening, me and Mum. She was tired, and she said I made her legs go numb because I am a heffalump. Actually, I think I am a half-heffalump. We all know who the big fat bossy whole-heffalump is, don't we?
Tara:
Dad says I shouldn’t tell you this, but I HAVE to, or I shall burst! Cato has a green bottom! Hahahaha! A stinky pooey green bottom! Cos he ate the green poop made by the huge geese yesterday. Mum says she didn’t see him eating poop but he MUST have, mustn't he? And she was watching him extra extra carefully cos he is a duck poop eater too – that is why we aren’t allowed to go to the Boating Lake often. Cos he always eats the green poop and then poops green. Hahahaha! Anyway, Mum says we can have some more special treats soon, just in case he has got passengers in his poop.
Dad is cross because he has to go back up onto the shed roof to stick it down again. I want to see but it is very hard to see from the ground and no-one will lift me up to see, even when I stand on their feet. Not fair.
We are going to have yummy chicken liver tomorrow, Mum says.
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