Tuesday, June 30, 2009

It's hot here in south England. Srsly.

But I'm not complaining. I lay in the sunbeams even the temperatures are sweltering.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Wimbledon - The First Day

Did you know that eating strawberries and cream is a long held tradition at Wimbledon? This is a fact. And this is a tradition that I could be very happy to uphold. Especially the cream thing.

Did you also know that Andy Murray might make it to the finals and if he does that he will be the first British person to make it to the finals in 73 years (even though Andy Murray is a Scot - but never mind.)

We're keeping our paws crossed for you Andy!!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Oh Hai,

We watched Spring Watch last night and Simon King told us how we can have a close encounter with nature and wildlife.

The dog barked at the TEE VEE when she saw the red deer. (Stoopid dog.)

I got accidentally locked out of the house today while the woman went to get highlights put in her hair. I had to sit on the patio for a long time and I was pretty peeved when she got home.

The dog got into our litter, too. Heh, heh.

That is all.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Last night there was some kind of soiree here and we had a house full of beans and, well, I just don't go for that sort of thing. They were loud and they had big feet and the whole thing really put me off. Pumpy sat on the sofa with some of them but I made a speedy exit from the room.

The party broke up at midnight. At 6 AM this morning I simply went to the bedroom and ran my toenails through the woman's hair and I can only tell you that she was most ungracious about being woken up. I DID get my fudz, in case you were wondering. There was also some kind of apple tart left on the counter that I unwrapped but I didn't fancy it so it remained untouched.

It was a sunny day here, FYI, and Pumpy and I got to have a sun bath in the afternoon.

That is all.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

OK - let's say, for instance, that you had just eaten a garden salad and had a few leaves stuck in your teeth...would you want someone to tell you or would you want them to just laugh and point and take pictures?

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Pumpy does the high reconnaissance and I do the low reconnaissance. The area of operation is the dining room. Pumpy surveys the table to see what kind of fudz are available and I lay low to complete the mop-up.