I get slightly unnerved when Mrs Servant is out for the evening. You see, I can never be exactly sure that Mr Servant will give me any food. Sometimes he forgets.
So I'm always very relieved when I hear Mrs Servant coming up the stairs and the front door opens.
Not being a dog, I don't wag my tail and bark enthusiastically. But, secretly, I am very pleased.
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
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