January 31st. Thank god. 21 small stones published including this one. Not bad considering I started on the 5th. Am now certain people who blog daily are mad or insomniacs. Some updates! The last scab dropped off on Monday night. It took Cushion 15 hours to notice. Yes, he's still in the doghouse. No more green puddles from the scavenging pigdog, but she might be doing leash walks for the rest of her life. The sun is back. The sun is back! It's as yellow as the rubber ducky! that has sadly left our harbour. The fishermen are still being stoopid. And as far as I know, the madman is still terrorising bus commuters. I now gratefully return to my life of scobberlotching. Signing out, where it all started, on the potty. Thank you fellow philocynics, for all your thoughts this very VERY long month! Without your support, I would never have made it. A special thank you to Barb for introducing me to this torturous lovely 30 day challenge in mindful writing. Same time next year?
I might be Very Opinionated, but I'm NOT a little dog.
Luckily for little dogs, I'm kept on a Somewhat Short Leash.
Some truly fascinating facts about me are in my very first post "Hello, will you be my friend?"
Jordan Puff Piglet ??.??.????-09.02.2009 Adopted 29.10.2000
I never met Mr Piglet. He was Mr Thumper's housemate and best friend. He was clever, handsome, funny, strong and gentle. Also [apparently] perfect and a saint. I only came to live here because Mr Thumper got really sad after Mr Piglet went away. I always get compared to Mr Piglet.
Rufus B Thumper 30.04.2000-29.04.2011 Adopted 13.01.2001
My benefactor. He chose me to bring home out of all the dogs he met at the pound. He was already old and grumpy when I met him. Maybe if he'd been younger, he might have been my best friend. Mr Thumper was as big as a bear and had a very long tongue. He was very popular with the ladies and most other humans too. He's with Mr Piglet now.
My out-at-work human works hard to buy me nutritious food like lamb bones and lentils. He uses his Very Loud Voice only on my stay-at-home human which is why he's my favourite person in the world. He has a nice round soft tummy and is My Cushion of choice. *BREAKING NEWS* August 2012! My Cushion has left his job to be my full time Cushion! How lucky am I!
My stay-at-home human gets paid a lot of money to look after me. 100 dollars a week. She spends most of it on cream cakes and passionfruit tarts then wonders why she's getting fat. Strangely enough, she's also My Nutritionist.