Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Things A Naughty Puppy Can Eat...

  • Cream off my super scrumptious cheesecake brownies, in the bin they go.
  • Favourite bra
  • Premium bond cheque
  • Swanky pub matchbox aka memento of a great night out.
  • Next door's parcel, loss of which will be blamed on mail strike
  • Pink Ted's eye- the iconoclast!
I am rapidly falling out of love with my puppy; with his waggy little tail, cute way of jumping on my face every damn morning, and the way he eats absolutely everything, whether it be on the floor, the pavement or on a high seeming unreachable tabletop. I'm done with the whole bundle of fluffy exhuberance. He's free to a mildly indifferent home.
.... Yeah, I love him really.

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