If my dog could talk

it would be saying something like this right about now...

"mummy mummy, i love you I love you, I love you!"

"i'm sorry mummy I can't help it mummy, but I can't fight the urge to bite you on any occasion when your hands are anywhere near my tiny but leathal mouth!"

" mummy mummy i'm full of beans and no amount of sprinting around the house can calm me down!!!!"

however... since the only sounds she makes are squeeking and coughing (minus the 3 barks she emitted the other day when a stranger came in the house which she has never since repeated)... thus consider this dialogue as one transmitted through dog-human telekenesis.

I am sure glad that

We get 1000 free international minutes with our internet/phone service. As I swear my conversation (or diatribe) to Joey last night sure soaked up a lot of them! I'm not usually one full of gossip these days but I seemed to talk her poor ear off last night.

I've been busy this week cracking the back of this new project that I'm working on. It's quite a whopper of a task and I must say it's been good for the old brain to start working again on something that does not have anything to do with agencies.

Looks like miss sally is returning to the land down and under thus we prepare to send her off. I shall be back in london for the fete and then she'll be here shortly afterwards after her jaunt with Rich and Joey to Ibiza. It's going to be a bit mental!

Anyone want to chihuahua puppysit? Too bad she's not yet able to travel yet!