Showing posts with label biscuits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label biscuits. Show all posts
Thursday, 14 April 2011
The Credit Crunch
I agree with a fellow dog who said on the radio the other day that, if it was left to us, he would have put all his money into biscuits and not derivatives and then the credit crunch wouldn't have happened.
Monday, 17 March 2008
I can't believe there are so many dogs!
I can't believe there are so many dogs! I saw a record number this morning of all shapes and sizes and a lot of admirers. I went to the waggon wash at Sheepcombe as recommended by Basil. It's a bit muddy at the moment and I didn't fancy a swim today.
I heard a woodpecker in the woods and wondered what that was all about - hitting your nose against a tree trunk several times a second????
I also saw the bin men this morning. I am going to enjoy their visits, they have biscuits!
My weekend went very well. Thank you very much Auntie Avril and Uncle Roland for looking after me; I hope I was not too much of a trial and I look forward to the next time. Daddy days he missed me like a scratch on the hand - I have no idea what he is talking about.
Labels:
bin men,
biscuits,
dogs,
mud,
Sheepcombe,
waggon wash,
weekend,
woodpecker
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