and more...

Blimey it's all go being me.. I'm having to lie on the bed and dictate this, I'm just too tired to move. Anyway it's hard typing with such fat paws and long nails. Mum keeps threatening to trim them, but I squeal like a girl for no good reason and it makes her go a bit pale.

I had quite a nice day yesterday cos Mum took me for a walk along the canal. This meant a "walk in the car" first - an added bonus. It was raining fast and cold so I had to have my sheepskin lined waterproof jacket on... makes me look like Count Dracula. I have a range of jackets for every occasion; fur lined waterproof, waterproof, no lining, 2 fleeces for cold but not wet, and one towelling for drying off when wet. My other mum is meant to be knitting me a scarf but as this has been going on for about 2 years and beginning to give up hope. What do you mean, Spoilt?!! When I got home Aunty Steph had got up early for work so I kindly helped her out with her chicken kiev and chips... I'm very considerate like that.

Anyway, next week it's all change apparently. Mum has been staying at home with me most of the time since we moved up t'north. She's muttered things like not wanting to rush into anything, but I think she's just trying to cover an addiction to the Jeremy Kyle show. But it would appear that she's 'found' herself again and is going to be tazzing around in a little van delivering car parts. I dread to think what Ganny will think. I expect she will put her own unique spin on it and Mum will suddenly be CEO of Champion spark plugs..... She says she'll call in during the day to let me out, but it'll be a shock to the system, ( but not as much of a shock as working will be to Mum's...!!) I'm used to having my humans there and available to sort out my daily problems... have you ever tried getting a box of gravy bones off the top of the fridge yourself?, it's not easy I can tell you.

Well, its a lovely day, so I'll just have a quick snooze and see if I can get Mum to take me somewhere nice.