This week I have been poorly and pissed off. Everytime I sneeze and cough it hurts like a mother puker.
Mummy took me to the the place with the old people today to get my chest looked at ( she’s forever saying better safe than sorry). I don’t mind going there’s always some lovely lady to flirt and banter with.
The man with the funny hearing thing checked me all over my ears my mouth and my chest. I was a real good boy mummy doesn’t realise I’m trying to store brownie points for later.
We came home in the car and I had a little nap. I didn’t want one but I had nothing better to do.
When I woke mummy let me play on the trampoline then we had lots of visitors.
I do wish everyone would stop telling me to walk I’m not a bloody puppet.
Once they all went mummy put me down for another nap. I was having a lovely snooze when I must have rolled on the tomlibo she woke me up BEFORE I was ready. I’ve been really grumpy since.
I can see mummy cooking my dinner so it looks like things are looking up.
Till next time.