First
and foremost, rumors of my demise are grossly exaggerated! But things
here have been unbelievably busy! So busy in fact that I haven’t had a
chance to put paw to paper! However, I’m about to change that. Blacky
[or Twat as we shall continue to call him, ‘cos he really has been one
these past few months!] has been working his tail off on a new project!
Apparently it’s very good, but how would I know? I can’t see, hear
or speak like you do so I’ve got no chance have I? Still I must say
that Twat has been very generous towards me lately so that points to him
being “fired up” and happy, so I’m not complaining! I’m still
getting my quota of crisps although I must tell you they have been
gradually replaced by a new and exciting game! It’s called, JBG.
The
Jumping Biscuit Game. We get to play it around 10pm as long as he’s
not jigging or giggling or whatever it’s called. It’s a simple but
fun game. I follow Twat into the kitchen where he gets two handfuls of
biscuits, I then run back into the lounge and sit by his feet, he then
throws a biscuit in the air and I have to jump up and catch it! I then
run over to Emily [who isn’t a twat] and she does the same. I do this
five times and whoevers biscuits I catch the most of is the winner! Cool
eh?
So
apparently there’s a DVD on U Tube, whatever a DVD is! I thought it
might mean Delightful Vivacious Dog, but apparently not. The title of
this DVD is Alan West Live and it’s about the new band and Alan
singing Twats songs. Oh and there’s a new CD coming out in November.
Coming
out of where? The closet? I’ve looked in all the cupboards and behind
the sofa but I haven’t found a CD anywhere! Do you think CD could
stand for Cooool Dog? If it doesn’t it should!
What else
can I tell you? Oh yes…I had my first birthday…what a party! Twat
gave me a bowl of Guinness, liked that…but then I found that I was
seeing treble! I didn’t fall over…I just sort of gently collapsed in
a tidy heap on the bed! Sarah and Jools were there as was Phil and Annie
or as they are known in my world Twara, Tools, Twill and Twannie.
Twat of
course cooked the grub. Chicken in apricots and cream with roasted new
potato’s in rosemary with fresh green beans and ginger followed by hot
pears in chocolate sauce with port and clotted cream rounded off with a
cheese board and strawberries! All I got was a bowl of dog biscuits in
warm water with marmite! Who’s fucking birthday was it!?
Anyway,
all is well and seemingly in a good state, I just wish that Twat was
writing more! Even I know that when he’s writing he’s a more
complete person! And believe me…he needs as much completing as is
possible! You know….a bonio short of a picnic! Take care
everyone…the world is beautiful! Email me.