Sarah Day 51 | Date: 25th August, 2021 Time: 0922 - 0944 Steps: 2,269 |
Apparently my little minx of a mistress has been feeding you lot a bum steer! How naughty is she!! I shall tell you more shortly, but hello friends, how was your weekend.?
Whilst the topic is rudeness, did you know She went off and left me for the weekend? Sarah and Keith went off to Wales and left me home alone… well, Max was here too, but that isn’t the point. How could they go to the countryside and not take me too? I wonder? I hope they’re not thinking of getting rid of me. They had a delightful time, judging by how happy they were when they got home. I haven’t asked directly, as it isn’t any of my business, and they were only away one night, so I shouldn’t grumble, really. But heck yes!! I shall moan like crazy as it was thoughtless of them to leave me with Boneo, my spikey ball, my bed, my blankie. OK, OK, I'm a naughty boy for feeling left out 🙁
Onto the gossip… Well, you know how you’re walking along and suddenly a fly is buzzing round you. You realise its presence, and it irritates? Well, as we walked round the village on Tuesday morning, I heard a noise. It’s pretty difficult to describe, but you’ll get the gist if you think of a buzzing fly. Happily, I sniffed at a variety of lamp posts. I did a little dumpling or two. I cocked my leg -many times- I’m a dog of such calibre and still the buzz buzzed. Evening all… well, as Percy mentioned. I was walking along when I suddenly realised the way I have been recording the days is incorrect. I have essentially been cooking the books! If I carry on in the same way, I can only succeed in my 100 day plan. However, it may take me 9,458 days to do it. The point is to walk Percy each day for 100 days straight, so I can’t stop and start the clock when I like. If I miss a day, that is simply a missed day out of the 100. At the end of the bid, I will see that I achieved X number of days out of 100. Doh! I shall get the days and dates all back on track and the books will no longer be cooked. Catch up with you tomorrow… honest 😀 x x x
It took me until we were round by the church to figure out where it was coming from. It was Sarah’s brain. She was chuntering on about 100 days and the numbers being wrong, but for the life of me I couldn’t grasp what the heck she was going on about. I had to bark loudly and the baby beagle down by the lane to shut the noise up, which worked for a while, and then, all too soon, we were home and the buzzing stopped as Sarah was busy with other things. I’ll let her explain what she was rambling on about. For now, toodle pip me, old muckers xxx