No barking!

Oh Lordy, here we go again.

SHE can't get it into her head that sometimes a dog needs to bark.  The neighbours were having a barbecue - I didn't know it wasn't marauders, did I?

Anyway once I got my bark out (as you do) I shut up and concentrated on my chewie - a brand new pigs ear.  And let out a little woof every few seconds just to let HER know who's boss.  (ME of course).

And after a while I scridged up onto her lap ( she was sitting on the lawn feeling sorry for herself) and chewed there for a while.

Then we all went for a short walk, and I met some new friends - I can't leave the house without it turning into a royal progress.

Oh, the pressure!