Notes from a small dog: the robin and the lurgy
I think she’s gearing up for Christmas… getting in the festive spirit or something. The bags under her eyes would do as overflow sacks for Santa and Rudolph will be out of a job if her nose gets any redder. She’s quiet at present… apart from the constant barking. I think you two-legs call it coughing.
Let’s just say that her ‘ho, ho, ho’ has been more of a ‘oh, oh, ergh…’ and that’s without the other strange noises she’s been making. Though the less said about those the better…
Shame really, when we’ve had company this weekend… and nice cheese she’s barely touched… not that it stopped me, mind you. My guest is well trained in the cheese department. And he brought me a whole pack of ham… all to myself! How’s that for perfect?
So they’ve had ‘first Christmas’… though turkey was noticeably absent and I may have…
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