I have DOGS in daycare EVERY DAY this week! I'm finally earning a half-decent daily wage! For this week, anyway.
Ronnie is adorable.

Earlier today I was a bit peckish so I got out the lovely new loaf of bread Anna went to buy this morning, made myself a chocolate spread sarnie and foolishly left the bread out on the side. I went up the loo and was just arsing about with my hair in the mirror, when I heard this bang. I thought it was probably the dogs just playing, so I ignored. Then I heard this noise... "uff" "uff" all muffled like, so I went down to investigate, thinking one of them had got their head stuck in the sofa or something, and there was Floyd in the corner of the dining room, stuffing his face with said bread and barking to keep Ronnie away through massive fluffy mouthfuls. I nearly died laughing. I think Ronnie was the thief, and Floyd nicked it off him. Hilarious (the bang was the chopping board being knocked off the side!)
Also went for a walk with the two lads and Anna and the puppy girls I look after. That was a laugh. The two girls can really run, and they legged it towards this couple with a GSD. I started being so noisy that they came straight back; I'm like Victoria Stillwell on speed when I'm out with the dogs. "COME AND PLAY WITH ME, I'M LOTS OF FUN!" Hehehe. I bet people think I'm insane in the membrane. Anna took these silly photos of me; I should put them on a flyer or something.


More in my Dogs album. I've got such a weird chin. *strokes*
Aaanyway, I don't want to bore you with any more dog stuff. I keep forgetting to get our new computer desk out of my van. V. stupid. I watched that Panorama about the antidepressant drug that supposedly made teenagers more likely to kill themselves. V. disturbing. I also watched Little Voice, and remembered how cute Ewan McGregor is, with his little pigeon. Awww. My room is being plastered. Nice. I want to go on holiday. I can't decide whether or not to go to Croyde Bay with Mum and Paul in May. I want to, but I'm likely to have dogs then as it's the bank holiday week.
We're back on dogs again then
Ronnie is adorable.

Earlier today I was a bit peckish so I got out the lovely new loaf of bread Anna went to buy this morning, made myself a chocolate spread sarnie and foolishly left the bread out on the side. I went up the loo and was just arsing about with my hair in the mirror, when I heard this bang. I thought it was probably the dogs just playing, so I ignored. Then I heard this noise... "uff" "uff" all muffled like, so I went down to investigate, thinking one of them had got their head stuck in the sofa or something, and there was Floyd in the corner of the dining room, stuffing his face with said bread and barking to keep Ronnie away through massive fluffy mouthfuls. I nearly died laughing. I think Ronnie was the thief, and Floyd nicked it off him. Hilarious (the bang was the chopping board being knocked off the side!)
Also went for a walk with the two lads and Anna and the puppy girls I look after. That was a laugh. The two girls can really run, and they legged it towards this couple with a GSD. I started being so noisy that they came straight back; I'm like Victoria Stillwell on speed when I'm out with the dogs. "COME AND PLAY WITH ME, I'M LOTS OF FUN!" Hehehe. I bet people think I'm insane in the membrane. Anna took these silly photos of me; I should put them on a flyer or something.


More in my Dogs album. I've got such a weird chin. *strokes*
Aaanyway, I don't want to bore you with any more dog stuff. I keep forgetting to get our new computer desk out of my van. V. stupid. I watched that Panorama about the antidepressant drug that supposedly made teenagers more likely to kill themselves. V. disturbing. I also watched Little Voice, and remembered how cute Ewan McGregor is, with his little pigeon. Awww. My room is being plastered. Nice. I want to go on holiday. I can't decide whether or not to go to Croyde Bay with Mum and Paul in May. I want to, but I'm likely to have dogs then as it's the bank holiday week.
We're back on dogs again then