
He may well be able to play the piano, but he shouldn't be trusted with a pair of scissors around us dogs...!
Forget the petition, I'll just get Maggie to bite his ankles the next time he comes into the Golden Lion.
Julie & James have a new beer coming in next week. It's called "Bob" from a far-away brewery. With the same name as Keith's pet human, I suspect that they wish they hadn't ordered it now. Perhaps I can get them to add a penny a pint onto the price of Bob so that the money can go towards a disguise (or al least a new coat for Keith...)
Keith has forgiven his Dad for making such a spectacle of him.However heating is on and I feel a little warmer he explains, but still embarrassed in front of his friends Hamish and Maggie
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