Grand national winners 1, sleeping dogs 1

I thought that time was supposed to go quicker when you get older - but this last week has seemed very long indeed and Private Sector isn't even coming for me till tomorrow. Anyone would think i've been here for two weeks, time passes so slowly (you have been here for two weeks, Tara - blogübermitarbeiter). Actually, there has been quite a lot going on. Managed to get some sunbathing in when They were all in the garden - though why they need to spend all day out there when there is a very hot conservatory to cook in like i do i don't know. We even mowed the lawn - well, i didn't exactly but i kept the GM on his toes by lying down just where he was about to mow. And then i've got a new yellow squeaky tennis ball which i'm just thrilled at.
Oh, hang on a minute - i need to pause here to go down the garden and bark at the big-noisy-things-with-flashing-lights which keep going over.
Been on my magic couch every evening too - who needs mind-binding substances when getting comfy on my own magic couch early enough in the evening producing some of the most amazingly active dreams - i feel quite worn out at the end of it.
It's been a bit confusing in the last few days (no change there then -bloglearnerdriver) as the doors appear to have been breeding - and what's more there's a whole flock of then right in the middle of the front lawn just where i (eventually) do my wee when i'm stinguished at night. Shame really, as the nice mucky splodge on TOWFM's door where i attempt to barge it open in the morning has now gone.
I decided to update my image this week and get some permanent beige (must be old Tara if you are wearing beige - blogtog#1) leggings. Well, they weren't not quite permanent but did cause a stir when i kitted myself out in them in a mega-chalky puddle up on thup-lain. Even the GM admired them though TOWTLG complained a bit y a about the mess in the backofthevolvo.
Must be time for my stint on the magic couch - should be able to get a good dream in before M time.