Do you like to watch?

Pumpy and I have very strict toilet boundaries. We are extremely private and discreet when using our litter. The dog, however, LOVES to watch us and then, if the lap lady isn't paying close attention, the dog inspects every inch of our litter tray. I won't even tell you what other nasty thing she sometimes does because it's too disgusting even to write about it.

I'm going to insist on a curtain for my litter tray.

R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

This is a photo of Brown Kitty. She lives three doors down...next to the village pub... and if I told you that every dog in the village lives in fear of her would you believe me? It's absolutely true. I've seen her smack down big dogs with my own two eyes. We all pay homage to her and nobody -- NOBODY messes with Brown Kitty.

August Sun

More sun photos. The report from our house is: napping is at an all time high; Pumpy and I haven't had a fight in several days; We got new neighbors.

That is all.

A little help from my friends...

This lady is being trained to care for Pumpy and me while the beans go away for a long weekend. The lady has been told that she is not to make any attempt to pick me up and that stroking me whilst standing is out of the question. Therefore, she has been made to kneel beside me and offer gentle rubs while talking softly to me. She also knows that my tablets are embedded in a big pat of butter prior to offering them to me , thankyewverymuch.

This is going to work out fine.

London is Burning

The dog and I are on the lookout for traveling bands of marauders. Not to worry.

The Dining Room Window

This is how I keep tabs on the food dude when he's working from home. I sit in the dining room window and from this vantage point I can monitor both him and the birds in the back garden.

Today I was given sole rights to the tuna juice from a can of tuna and it was absolutely incomprehensible to the dog. Sorry DAWG. Tuna juice is mine -- and so is your dog food if you don't guard it carefully.