This my last season coat that I am having to wear again - it's just so unfair
Well the big old dog is still using the busy excuse for the lack of posts. If I used the sleep excuse I would never ger out of bed – sometimes we just have to do things we don’t want to do or think are just ridiculous. I think it’s because he’s lost his touch and going through a ”dry” phase as they say in copywriting circles.
Still the big news this week was the silly old sod went to help out in a restaurant kitchen a few days ago. Ha Ha I wish I could have seen him dressed up in his whites – he must have looked like a huge version of me – as I’m white over, or I was the last time I could see. Anyway Smudge said she saw him getting into his kit just to make sure it still fitted and off he went.
Well when he returned he smelt like a pole cat – and I like pole cats. For the first time he smelt divine. Lots of raw meaty smells and pungent fishy smells, all mixed together with the smells of cooked meat, herbs and spices. Molly and me grubbed around in his chefs kit for ages just to make sure that he hadn’t brought back a bit.
That probably accounts for my upset tummy today. I feel really rough and had to get my lovely mum up at 4.30am because I felt like shit. Now it’s a bit later and having exploded outside I am beginning to feel a little better, but It’s going to one of those weekends.
