Why...

does that woman keep pointing that funny black box at me, then running off to connect it to another funny box thing to look at photos of a very lazy looking black dog. I don't like that big box thing as it's in a room I don't seem to be allowed into. They've put up a funny gate thing but I can see over the top that there are some little creatures in there in tanks - they are too small to be rabbits and they have long tails, so I'm not really interested, but one day they will forget to close that gate thingy and I will nip in and sniff at the little creatures and remind them I am top dog now.

Anyway, I went for a walk to a big park this morning. I must have behaved myself because my people seemed very pleased with me for ignoring a yappy little dog who ran away from his owner and tried to run underneath me. I don't think they know much about dogs though, as they seemed surprised when I ate one of their bacon sandwiches whilst they were chatting on a park bench. Total novices. Now all I need to do is convince them that I must be fed on a diet of pure sausages and crisps and never need my paws wiping. I think they might fall for it.

So 40 minutes of exercise and I'm absolutely knackered. Please don't wake me up unless you have sausages. I am supposed to say sorry for another dog Blip - not sure why she's sorry as I am gorgeous. And also, here's a song by my namesake band. Personally I prefer the Metallica version. Night night.