Sunday, 25 March 2012

sport relief and barking

Teeny weeny smidgkin of a blog...

Thought the small font made my point, turns out, I can't actually read lets forget that idea.

Today I did the sport relief mile...Crazy red socks and pyjama shorts were worn. All good fun.

And now I am tired.

Oh so tired.

And I'm feeling...odd...a strange mood has come over me...

The black dog never completely leaves me, but tonight he is barking so loudly and trying to escape from the lead I put him on...He's such a badly behaved hound and needs to listen to me, his mistress and commander...I just haven't got much strength tonight and that cheeky mutt knows it too. Curses.


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