My Name is Faline. That pretentious little pup was tagged by one of you lot-
Be quiet Ludo! Yes, he was tagged to post about what he was doing this time last year. Since he wasn’t even alive then I thought I should take over this blog thing and tell you what we, my husbun Molly and I, were doing. Since we are really the most important things in this place.
I got the hooman to look in her picture files and she found some rather fetching photos of me from about this time back then we were still living in the house with that male human and life was good. There was no dog around to try and steal our carrots, run off with our hay and generally be a nuisance. Did you know that dogs are noisy? Noisy! They make this high pitched screeching sound, it’s most unbecoming.
Of course in my infinite wisdom I found the only patch of sunlight.
So you lot, what were you doing this time last year, if you were alive and had a blog I think you’re supposed to look at your blog archives.
Oh yes. I spied this the yesterday, or course the pup had to stick his nose in:
He thinks he is busy ‘doing sympathies’ for the hooman. Her Nan is poorly and she is sad about that. I think what’s more important is she got birthday cake and we did not. I’m quite partial to hooman food.
Nose rubs to you all.