My clever dogs have been keeping a diary. I found this week's entries hidden down the back of the sofa.
Logan's diary:
Monday: Had cut & blow dry. Smelt disgusting. Must go through some ditches to put that right.
Tuesday: Slept all day. Ran through the marshes later.
Wednesday: Slept all day. Ran through the marshes later.
Thursday: Slept all day. Ran through the marshes later.
Stats:
Pheasants flushed: about 10
Toys destroyed: 0 Maybe the therapy is working
Balls lost: 3 Must try harder next week
Chance's diary:
Monday: L had obviously been very naughty as he had to go to that torture place and have a bath & get all his mud flaps cut off. I was good & went to the pub & the man gave me a biscuit because I look so sweet.
Tuesday: Slept all day. Barked at postman.
Wednesday: Slept all day. Barked at postman
Thursday: Slept all day. Barked at postman
Friday: Slept all day. Barked at postman. Energy renewed for a weekend of sitting on laps, licking faces, following humans around. I'm not as young as I used to be.
Stats:
People barked at: Lots. Still aiming to get some bites in some time though.
Food eaten: Chicken, pastry, biscuits, pasta, rice. Bit too healthy this week. Hope for higher sausage count over weekend.
Monday was another warm day of 30 degrees, although feeling slightly less
humid than the week before, it was still blooming sticky whilst working out
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