Poo on the patio......

.......well, if they will get up very late on saturday who can blame me if i'm desperate and have to have my brekker before i go out (i can, tara, as i'm the one who had to clear it up - bloggm#1)!
It's been super-citing this weekend......TOWFM reappeared again! I'd forgotten who he was for a split second then it all came back to me. Not sure where he's gone now - as long as he doesn't turn up at 4:00 am again , ringing the door bell and letting all the cold air in but at least i got a settle-down-bikker out of it. And then the g'ma (no cake though) & g'pa came for lunch and i'm sure they got my portion as there were no scraps for me..........oh, well i suppose the piece of crackling does count as a scraps but it wasn't much!

Halibut and halitosis

I think i'll come here again (no chance, tara, we can't get rid of you in the first place - blogearscroacher#1) as we've had poached halibut for tea and i got the fishy-milky bit left over and the gelatinous bit next to the skid........and then at M time i got some more M then after being stinguished had a very very long doj-playtime (well, it was at least fifteen minutes before you flaked out again tara - blogmilkman#1) with Dog and managed to get my peasant wrapped up in my personalised j-cloth (you know the one they insist on having near my feeding station as they say i take my head away from my water bowl before i've finished drinking - as if!). Anyway, i'm either on enhanced rations or i'm here for the duration (pause for a meg-burp) as there's a huge bag of chicking'n'brownrice in the scullery.
Bin day tomorrow so i'm being tailed by the GM whenever i go out. Managed to escape on bin day last week and headed off up the close, then had a bit of a senior moment and forgot why i was walking up the road.....so turned off down the footpath into the field and headed for the bridge on my usual walk itinerary. I was really surprised when a movement caught my eye and i saw the GM through the hedge in the garden . So i barked at him just to cover up the embarrassment of being found wandering and then came home (slowly).......and remembered why i'd escaped in the first place when i saw the bins out, but by that time the GM was coming to meet me so i'd no change for a good smiff.
Rumour has it that the TOW-chappie (what's his name?) is back at the weekend..........with any luck my fishy-breath will still be in full swing by then....