This evening, there were some sheep on the television which needed barking at. Simultaneously, a dog was walking its human past the window at the other end of the room, and that needed barking at too. When I returned to the TV, the sheep had gone. When I returned to the window, the dog had gone as well. Job, or rather jobs, done!
posted by Woody the Westie @ 9:15 pm
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Today is my birthday and Ian says I'm eight years old. Tomorrow is not my birthday and I say I'll still be eight.
posted by Woody the Westie @ 7:39 pm
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Because Gemma has to be careful what she eats, she has become rather partial to haddock, cod and tuna. In fact, as Ian noted yesterday, she's abit of an a-fish-ianado...!
posted by Woody the Westie @ 8:58 am
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