Sneaky Bob.
I don’t have any walks to tell you about today, we did go on a walk this morning as usual, it started to rain and Bob had left his coat at home so we came back after a short way. Of course the minute you look like you are going in to the house Bob is telling me to stay on the door mat,
‘You’re not coming here with those feet’, he says.
Well its okay for him, he can take his feet off! So I have to wait on the door mat while he fetches my breakfast. The minute I get done though he’s telling me in a stern voice to ‘Stay’, or sometimes he will tell me to get my feel licked. My feet are too dirty to walk on the kitchen floor but he expects me to put them in my mouth.
He’s been trying to trick me today. I’m having forty winks on his bed and I hear him sneak in from work, I can’t be bothered to get up though so I lie there a while until I hear him sneaking up the stairs so I quickly jump off the bed and meet him before he can see me on the bed. I’ve caught him twice with his camera today, I know he’s trying to get a picture of me, he’s got to be quicker than that to catch me though – LOL!
Anyway it’s like I keep telling him when he’s pulling my leg about being a useless guard dog, if he wants me to be a guard dog I need a wage rise, a nice plate of liver and onions or a steak a day isn’t too much to ask for is it?
Best wishes,
Misunderstood Tommy.
‘You’re not coming here with those feet’, he says.
Well its okay for him, he can take his feet off! So I have to wait on the door mat while he fetches my breakfast. The minute I get done though he’s telling me in a stern voice to ‘Stay’, or sometimes he will tell me to get my feel licked. My feet are too dirty to walk on the kitchen floor but he expects me to put them in my mouth.
He’s been trying to trick me today. I’m having forty winks on his bed and I hear him sneak in from work, I can’t be bothered to get up though so I lie there a while until I hear him sneaking up the stairs so I quickly jump off the bed and meet him before he can see me on the bed. I’ve caught him twice with his camera today, I know he’s trying to get a picture of me, he’s got to be quicker than that to catch me though – LOL!
Anyway it’s like I keep telling him when he’s pulling my leg about being a useless guard dog, if he wants me to be a guard dog I need a wage rise, a nice plate of liver and onions or a steak a day isn’t too much to ask for is it?
Best wishes,
Misunderstood Tommy.
posted by Bob at
11:58 AM
4 Comments:
Gday Bob. ive missed a couple of your walks. poor Tommy will have to learn to wipe his paws on the door mat or wear gumboots to keep his feet dry. well im off to make a hot cuppa before I head to bed ill be back to take a stroll on your walks. take care,
Stumbled across you via Jeanettes blog.
What a wonderful blog you have here Bob. I will be sure to return for more walkies!
Just stumbled across your blog and will be back. :)
Just dropped by to pick the link up.
Rx
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