Jack Lab

Jack Lab
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Friday, 22 November 2013

The Owner has been Christmas Shopping

Earlier today one of The Owners clients turned up and they sat and discussed "things", which always sounds terribly important if you ask The Owner, but seemed to revolve around an MP3 player in a very uncooperative frame of mind. At one point the signs were looking about right for there to appear one more bit of The Owners discarded electronic equipment at the bottom of the pond. The pile in there is growing a lot of late with phones, remote controls, cameras, although there isn't any MP3 players in there at the moment. Crisis averted when it started to co-operate more, I was given a Bonio, as if in celebration. Then Owners Client Hoomun asked The Owner if she could take me for a walk. I think mainly so she didn't have to witness the demise of her MP3 player if it had another attack of the vapours and really did finish up in the pond! Now, I like going for walks with Owners Client Hoomun as I can get away with so much more on walks with her than I can with The Owner. And today was no exception! We found the pond up on the hill! The one The Owner goes to great lengths to keep me from getting in. The one with all the trees hanging over it. The one which is quite full of dead leaves and water. The one where the leaves are all rotten and decayed from many years past. The one that has about two feet of thick black sludge in the bottom. That one. Well I couldn't hear her calling me out! The wind was very noisy up there and the colour in her cheeks from all the shouting made her look much healthier I thought, so I was really doing her a favour. When we got back to the studio The Owner seemed a little less than enthusiastic with my efforts and promptly introduced me to the hosepipe again and was far too rough with the yard broom for my liking. He went off shopping soon after smelling far worse of pond mud than I thought I ever did. When he returned he was smirking in a particularly mischievous manner and then produced what he described as a very fitting hat for me. Well I didn't think it fitted at all well! And why did he find it so funny when he put it on me?

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