well hi!

i’m sorry it’s been such a long time since i’ve written! someone really needs to teach my ma how to share, because she hogs the laptop like you would not believe. she’s under the impression that the reason i’ve learnt how to jump up on the sofa it so i can get closer to her. it’s not. i just want some time with my favourite toy. i finally managed to get my paws on it the other day, but there was an unfortunate mishap involving the ‘f’ key, and one of my claws. whatever. noone likes ‘f’s anyway…

now, i just wanted to clear something up for you all, before ma gives you her side of the story and i’m painted as some sort of reprobate puppy. was it a crime for me to have very helpfully picked up a sock that she had dropped yesterday whilst unloading the tumble dryer? was it so terrible for me to have waited so nonchalantly with it in my mouth as she walked towards me, and then darted off with it at the last minute? i mean come on, playing chase is fun!

 i think she could still just about see the funny side of things, right up until she put the sock on this morning and found the ginormous hole that i’d chewed in its heel. but it’s alright, i did my best ‘aren’t i a dear little pup ooh look at my feathery ears and waggy tail’ act, and she fell for it…just like she does every time ;)

bye!