The Owner's out in the garden doing stuff with that rose which he informs no one in particular has 'Gone past its best' and not a moment too soon if you ask me! Now it's the lavender down the front path! Oh heaven help us! Yuk and double phew! He's out there now weeding around them "To make sure we see them at their best".
I tried to distract him by laying across the middle of them on my back but that didn't seem to be appreciated so now after a morning poking around with them he smells like those two little old ladies up in the village. I can tolerate them coz they have always got a biscuit for me and then we are on our way again but he is with me until it wears off and one does have certain principles you understand. I think I might have to wee on them later to make them smell a bit better. I wee'd on one earlier and I think he suspected when he got to it in his weeding as he gave me a very strange and accusing look. I thought it best I came in at that point and let him get on with it. Besides, that bit of nice steak he got out of the freezer earlier looks like it may be nearly thawed out so I suspect it may need guarding....just in case!
Jack Lab
My best pose
About Me
- Jack Labrador
- Born and trained on Lord Bath's estate at Longleat I didn't like the bangs the guns made. (I don't like the noise The Owner's Dyson makes either.) So I was 'released' from my training (given my P45). I was picked up and deposited rather unceremoniously in the back of a Land Rover and taken back to The Owner's cottage, although I did get my own back by depositing a large amount of regurgitated breakfast in the back. There then followed a rather more challenging form of training on matters such as 'How to behave indoors!' and 'Not pooing on the carpet!'. I must have passed this training because I was allowed to stay and am still here today. The Owner can be a grumpy git but he puts up with me and he's my bestest mate.
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