Well, there's not been a lot to tell you about lately, 'cos me and our Brandy, we don't do nothing.
These are some of the things we haven't done:
We haven't gone upstairs, taken one of Dad's ties off his rack and chewed it to bits! (Well, it was dangling on the floor all teasing like - what's a dog to do?)
We haven't eaten a bone from a lamb joint and then had a squirty botty all over the only bit of carpet in the house (but mum, you were at golf and our Brandy couldn't get out - I told him to cross all his legs - hang on a minute, I just heard Mum tell Dad she thinks it was me - how dare she!!!!!)
Note from Brandy - 'me thinks he doth protest too much! (OK, so it's a cultured note from Brandy!)
We haven't taken every opportunity to pull the toilet roll down from the holder and play at 'let's be an Andrex puppy'. (Our Brandy's not very good at that game but I'm brilliant!)
We haven't 'bumped into' mad Bima on the Campo while walking with mum (Bima is a crazy labrador about our age but oh, so much bigger and she is like a turbo charged Sophie. Anyway, Mum goes for spanish lessons with Bima's mum and so when Bima saw Mum from a distance she came hurtling over and rolled our Brandy over in the dirt 2 or 3 times, you should've seen the colour of 'im! She didn't get me 'cos I hid behind Mum and our Mum had t sort her out!)
We haven't driven Mum mad barking at Zak through the fence - Zak lives next door and is a big scarey Alsation - and he really frightens us - but when we are in the garden there is a metal fence between us and he can't get us so we can bark and bark and wind him up and he gets in to trouble from his Daddy - it's a good game -'till Mum comes and stops us!
We haven't been laying out in the garden in the warm sunshine day after day
We haven't been for brilliant long walks around the golf course, along the prom, through the campo and down to the beach.
As I said, I haven't written anything for a while because we've been too busy not doing anything.
Later,
Brinkley.
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Brinkley, you shouldn't bark too much, it really does pi** folk off. I'm generally a very ok kinda woman but we've two teeny poodles three doors away from us in Spain & they are buggers. Their mummy & daddy let them bark & most in our road would cheerfully strangle them for it, (dogs AND owners)I tell you.
For example they live opposite the pool so every time someone goes to the pool, yap, yap, yap in duplicate. We now have post boxes by the pool gates so owners wander round to check mail & sometimes they'll drive round so yap, yap, ruddy yap more. Then we have vans who deliver leaflets which they either stuff in all our post boxes or leave by the pool entrance so more yapping. If someone rings their doorbell at their gate off they start again. Their daddy goes to work around 7am so 6.30am they're chucked outside to do their business & they then want to go in & their daddy won't open the door till it suits him so (yes) more yapping. We have rules & one says owners must not allow their dogs to bark & annoy others but do the owners care ? NO, do they heck ? At Christmas you should've seen these toy poodles (they're called toy poodles)all dressed up with hates & coats in red with white trimmings. If someone hadn't broken into our car Dec 23rd & nicked our camera I'd have taken a photo as they did look daft & seemed confused.
Anyway, it's late & I'm off to bed as your mum wants my blog updating tomorrow & I still need to sort my photos out, it's taking me ages.
x x x
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