Who said helping hounds at battersea was a good idea?!
Dotty Dawgs has gone on holiday up north.... along with the Saint... Permenant holiday I might add, and no; I didn't kill them in a drunken brawl!
so much for "sausage!" should have got a smaller one!
Dawg is a very special battersea special. He has a massive head... with massive teeth. Perfect for munching your way through kitchen doors... couches... bottles of coke.
I've finally got him over hording the entire house in his bed. however his fetish with Left shoes is proving to be costly! Little Trout has already stopped speaking to him on numerous occasions.
In other news, the Daughter of the vacume packed pork hock living next door has produced a piglet courtesy of the Sausage belonging to the Boyfriend who keeps parking behind my driveway so I can't get out and no-one else can get in!!
PARK ON YOUR OWN FRIGGING DRIVE!!!!!!
Dawg is definately quieter than their micro pig!
Over and trout
>))))>
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