You will notice
the black surround – it is because the boss said it is the end of an era and I
totally sympathise – no more digestive biscuits and kindly tickles round my era’s
from the Matriarch. I was looking forward to flushing a few birds off her bird
table but I don’t think that is going to happen as I have been told she left
this world for heaven in August and so things have been a bit quiet. There will
be no more walks down to her flat to eat all the bird food she put out for her
feathery friends. Now she is probably
flying around up there among them – I will keep a look out.
Grouse has been
mentioned, but I am not sure if it was the Mrs complaining about the Boss and
the approaching shooting season or the Boss complaining about the Mrs complaining
about him. If it gets too complicated I
just bark and that stops them both in their tracks as they are not used to me
using my voice. They tell me this is one
of the things they love about me – the fact that I very rarely speak, but when
I do, it is for a good reason and even then it is usually just the one or two
deep barks. I am not fond of the yappers
and neither are the Boss and Mrs. Our
house is usually quiet apart from when the miniatures arrive and then you can’t
hear yourself bark – not that I do of course, although I did try it once and
the miniature made even more noise so I beat a hasty retreat with a flea in my ear
– oh no – we are back to era’s again…
