Goodbye Daisy

RIP, Daisy Sprockett. We miss you. Thanks for all the fun times we shared with you. And for the love you gave us.

Mr and Mrs Servant.

Biting the hand that feeds

Mrs Servant is cross with me today.

It's because I bit her hand when she was asleep. Well, her hand was right next to me and I couldn't resist sinking my teeth into it.

I'm not quite sure why she made such a fuss. It was only the one bite. And it's not as if I bite her every day.

Playing it safe

I decided to play it safe today and sleep on the green cover. Less risk of being sat upon. So far, Mr Servant hasn't thrown me off.

Camouflage

These days, I spend quite a bit of time getting some well-earned rest on The Servants' bed. I'm white and so is the duvet cover. This is a double-edged sword.

It means I'm nicely camouflaged so Mr Servant can't tell me to get off. However, this morning I was so well camouflaged that he sat on me.

A brand new cable!

Mrs Servant doesn't buy me many presents - I usually get one a year, along with some cream. And today I got a brand new cable. It's just what I wanted because, firstly, I love chewing cables. And, secondly, my old one was a bit chewed out.

The new puppy

There's a new puppy that's just moved into our complex and, not surprisingly, Mrs Servant thinks he's wonderful. I don't. A puppy turns into a dog. And, even worse, he looks like a small wolf*.

So I kept my distance when he was by MY front door earlier today. But I have to say that the treats he was being fed did smell rather tasty, so I decided to brave it and edge forward. Slowly. The puppy's owner gave me one of the treats and it was delicious. Not quite sure why it was shaped like a bone, though.


*Note from Mrs Servant: the puppy is a husky.

I am not a set of handweights

Mr Servant has clearly decided he needs to exercise. But I'm not quite sure why he has to use ME as his 'heavy weights'. I can see some proper hand weights lying around the place but he still prefers to use me. So undignified.