Well here I am with my own blog and I have no idea what I will be putting in it because I don’t do that much really. I eat, sleep, get cuddles and luvs and try to keep my behind away from my little/big brother Doogie’s nose. Maybe I will be able to tell my side of the stories he tells mind you that will not always be that easy seeing as I can’t see ( so please excuse any typing errors as I am new to this touch paw typing malarky ).
I do know he was not popular this morning though, he came in from the garden and jumped on Mom’s lap and he had what Mom calls a Klingon and judging by the smell and Mom’s reaction it was not a little one either. So Mom had Doog poop on her trousers & on the sofa throw so she scooped him up with a tea towel under his behind to take him and wash him and she got two phone calls as she was trying to get him upstairs. They got told ‘ can’t talk covered in poop’ and hung up…….hehehe. Anyway Doog suffered the indignity of having his bum showered and all was well again.
That’s about it for now but as Doog’s and Mom teach me more about this blog designing ooj-a-ma-thingy I will add more.
Tarra for now