Ba(rk)h Humbug!

It's taken me over a week to recover from the disappointment of Christmas Day.

Did I find Fifi, warm and snuggly, in my basket? N0!

Did I get a convertible sports car with heated seats? No!

Did I get a waterproof jacket and (horror or horrors) a matching harness? Yes, I bloody did!

Okay, so I also got some damn fine canine confectionery, including a pack of rather impressive cigars, but it's not enough to stop me making my mark on that jacket!

A prickly like this should do the job...

Downward Dog

I consider myself to be a competent canine when it comes to yoga - well, mainly just the downward dog move…

Anyway, MM showed me this calendar the other day.


She tells me they’ve been photo-shopped.
I have no idea what that is, but it looks pretty painful.

Wet & Woeful

Being dragged out in gale force winds and driving rain is doing nothing for me and my reputation in the area as the canine Brad Pitt.

It also doesn't help when MM insists I wear this jacket...


But then, you should see the one she wears. And she calls herself stylish?!