It's snowing.
Don't expect me to get all excited about it though, I HATE the snow. It's cold.

Maisie was out there though, running about just like she does in water or sand in the summer. She loved the snow so much she tried to eat it today.

Daddy took us for a walk in the park. I make an exception there, I WILL go for a walk in the snow, I just don't like nipping out in short trips to the garden in the snow!

Anyway, I digress, we were walking in the park, the snow was about three inches thick and Maisie suddenly went tearing off. She stopped near the cricket pavillion and pulled, and pulled, and finally up came a full head wig of black hair!

Where the hell did that come from eh? the mind boggles.

Daddy took it from her (you never know where it's been) and placed it carefully on one of the posts on the cricket square so if you've lost your hair in the snow, go get it back gal! ha ha ha !

Hasn't it been flippin ages since we wrote our blog?

I blame the parents, always on the pc, we never get a sniff of it and from August to December last year...well forget it!

They were like a pair possessed, up til all hours, making soap, making jewellery printing banners and all for Christmas they said.
Thing was, when it came (Christmas that is) the pair of them were too ill to enjoy it.


I've had to put my paw down and say enough is enough. As long as they have money for our food, blankets and obviously heating (we don't want them to be cold while looking after us) then really anything extra is a luxury.

Speaking of luxury, have you seen what the tatty pair of old cats are sleeping on these days?

It gets right up our goat that while we have to share a plastic (yeah plastic!) tub bed with an old empty beanbag cover and mummy's red jumper for comfort they.....the CATS, get semi detached thermal igloo dwellings in the garden.
Not only that, I am reliably informed that the said dwellings contain thermal sleep pads AND blankets.

Do they look smug or what?

You have to watch what you say around here though, that Dolly is a bit...well weird. It's probably on account of all the drugs she takes. I've seen Mummy mixing them into her food, she's a four legged dispensary!

The other day I sauntered up to the cats part of the garden, all friendly like, and peeped over the fence.

Just wanted to be sociable, not causing any trouble. Well, you should have seen the look I got.

It would have curdled cream I tell you!

Look, see what I mean?

She's knocking on a bit of course so you have to make allowances.