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Hello My
name’s Ayla. I’m Blacky
and Emily’s pet Labrador. I’m
only 6 months old but I’ve seen some crazy stuff already, in fact I
would go as far as to say that I live in a crazy world!
Well, what should I expect living with Blacky – he’s barking
you know! (Barking!
Ha ha ha……… oh please
yourselves)
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| I’ve just had my first Christmas! Wow! Or should I say Bow Wow! I’ve never seen so much paper, and I love paper, foil, ribbon – all fun but my favourite is empty crisp packets .... without doubt the crème de la crème of wrappers, I love ‘em! Blacky gives me a packet of crisps every night. I have to sit next to him while he puts a few crisps on the floor, then he makes me wait, give him a kiss and then he lets me eat them – what a palaver! | |||||||
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Eventually he gives me the packet to finish off the bits and then I demolish the bag. He always makes me show my mum (Emily to you) the empty bag as I do a couple of laps around the front room. Blacky reckons I look like a horse doing dressage! Stupid twat. | ||||||
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Anyway,
Christmas was great, I got a pair of socks I did!
I suppose the thinking was that if I had my own pair I’d stop
nicking Blacky’s while he’s sleeping and chewing them.
It won’t of course but if it keeps them happy … |
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Right,
got to dash, I’m off to the pub.
I love the pub, everyone makes a fuss of me, I occasionally get a
handful of nibbles or even some beer in the palm of a hand.
That’s nice – not sure about cider though, but I suppose I
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Oh,
here comes mum in her new green leather cowboy boots!
Christmas present from Blacky.
She better hide them (hide ha ha ha!) or else I might just have
‘em away ….
well I’ll have killed these socks any day soon! |
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That’s
it, I’ve just heard the magic word – weewee’s – time to go. Talk soon, email me if you like, (
ayla@steveblackmusic.co.uk)
it would be nice to meet new
people! Keep woofing.
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