Tuesday 14th February 2006

So much for Valentine’s Day, no card, no flowers, no chocolates. Admittedly I haven’t sent any, I wanted to but I didn’t have enough left from my pocket money to buy anything. (Is it still pocket money if you haven’t got any pockets?) I did try stealing some paper to make a card but my mistress thought I was being naughty and told me off. How was I supposed to know that that particular piece of paper was important and didn’t want to be chewed? How is it my mistress sent a card to my master and he sent one to her but neither of them thought to send one to me?

Anyway diary that’s enough of feeling sorry for myself for one day, although it does make a change from feeling guilty. I have spent a lot of time thinking about squirrel’s acorns. I know that eating the evidence seemed to be a good idea at the time but in retrospect I’m not sure that I am happy with my behaviour. I guess even a dog can have a conscience. There really is nothing else for it I am going to confess. I’m not going to see the police badger that would be going one step too far, I am going to see if I can find squirrel herself. I will let you know how I get on.

Last night’s visit to the vet involved rather more prodding of my bits than I am happy about and on top of that he made me get on the scales. I now seem to weigh 11kg, that’s 2.5 more than I was 3 weeks ago.  That’s an awful lot of acorns! At this rate diary I am going to have to learn to climb stairs as soon as possible else I won’t be able to get to use the computer. One thing the vet did say is that in the next week I am going to start losing my baby teeth and getting my adult ones. I asked my mistress where I should leave them for the tooth fairy and whether she knows what the going rate is, she says I will have to wait and see.

I had a strange thought when we were out walking the other day. Why is it that places called things like ‘Hope Street’ always look so run down and dismal? Do you think they were like that before being given the name and it was a vain prayer for improvement or do you think being given that name has been their undoing? Perhaps they were really grand roads until someone cursed them by calling them Hope Street and since that day everything has gone wrong. Just a thought.

 

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