Photography

The other day in the park I took some directed FP to take some photographs.
Look at these angry looking beasts!

Marzipan Head

Earthing up

Being a Smart Collie it occurred to me earlier as ST was working in the garden that there's a dynamite joke in the pipeline! I shall explain...

I buried a jumbone in the garden a while back and it started growing. Yes. I thought about checking the Internet for advice on what I should do next to make sure of a good, plentiful crop but then ST's been out there a couple of times a week doing what he calls 'earthing up' of his 'potatoes'! Hilarious! You know what the joke is, right? Yeah, it's: "wait until he UNEARTHS the truth"! *Rofl*

Potatoes! He thinks my Jumbone Trees are Red Dukes or some such! *Wipes tears from eyes*

I can hardly type for laughing! *Bangs paw on desk twice*

I must compose myself or ST'll hear and wonder what's making me laugh so much...*Takes a deep breath and looks out over the garden*

Negotiate with me

Let's face it people, I am by far the best choice for running the country:

1. I'm pretty fast - not greyhound-fast but I have explosive speed, a bit like a scrum half
2. Good nose - I can find stuff (mostly food stuff) easily
3. Loud - I can out-bark any other dog in London
4. Own driver - ST takes me about town in our own car so I won't need to employ extra chauffeur staff when I'm in power.

These are important considerations, I'm sure you'll agree. And I also have policies on cats, squirrels and the arrangement of mini rallies in my park (ban minis).

Can you get a better deal than that?! Doubt it...