As some of you will know, I became an official bus inspector (for the day) a few weeks ago. Since then, Mum and Dad have been trying to find me more jobs to do. Apparently I need to be kept busy?? Yeah, that didn’t really make sense to me either, especially when I know that the dog trainer said I have a lot of my own ‘ideas’.
Anyway, I went along with it all, as you do. So, here I am being the cafe inspector in Kearsney Abbey – caught the kitchen workers unawares by peeking through the back window!
I think I’d better taste that cheese (again). You can never be too careful where customers are concerned.
And here is the excellent redecorating work I did in the lounge this week.
I call it ‘cloud floor’. Don’t tread on my dreams.
You might mock, but Picasso had his detractors in the day. Just you wait.
Sorry it’s been a while. Mum and Dad have had a busy few weeks…and so have I. Might the two be connected?! Anyway, check out these photos for a small taster of what I’ve been up to – and how big and curly I have become 🙂
Please note, however, that this gallery does not include any shots of me being ‘in detention’ at puppy class, ripping Dad’s jeans, or pinching food off the kitchen counter. Well, everyone deserves the right to a little editorial control, right?
Since the storm blew down the fence, I ‘chat’ to the next door neighbour over the wall. Anything on that BBQ for me?
A fine set of gnashers, that’s what I’ve been growing. Needle sharp apparently – I have several testimonials to that effect.
No, this isn’t a mistake. I have been doing a LOT of looking at Mum’s guinea pigs. There’s no harm in looking…
Yes, that is Mum’s sock. And yes, that is MY sofa.
Nom nom nom. First bone. Nom Nom.
Do I look like I need such a low-brow toy? Really? If only Fortnum & Mason made dog toys…