Jogging

Minion Grace took me for a jog last night. She's very unfit because it wasn't really that much of a jog. More like an intermittent jog/walk. I think I had better bring her back to the Minion factory to get her fixed or replaced with a better model that can keep up with my running. I especially liked it when we got up to speed and I could splash through the deep puddles.

Puppy that Cooks

I am so tall now that I can grab things quite easily off the kitchen worktops (if they are nearish the edge though). This morning apart from the usual inventory of chewable things in the kitchen (oven gloves, tea towels, toys I've left lying around, etc) I noticed something sticking out over the edge of the counter. It was a wooden spatula and it smelt like what the Minions had for dinner last night (tacos, if my smell and taste buds serve me right). It was very tasty even though there wasn't much food left on it. I brought it upstairs and chewed the edges off it. Minion Grace was not impressed when she saw the splinters everywhere.

I killed my mini rugby ball too. It was only about a week old but I loved it none the less. At first there was only a little tear at the seam, so I tried to sew it back together by using my teeth to punch some holes in it. The more I tried to fix it, the more it fell apart. I decided that I would need to get some of the stuffing out of it, so that the material would be looser to work with. However the whole lot fell out and I couldn't stuff if back in. Note to self: if it's broke don't try to fix it. Note 2 to self: Empty balls don't roll or bounce!

Skype Puppy

The Minions have signed up to Skype so now I can talk to my friends on the phone. Tonight I spoke to my cousin Dyslexia in Australia (we're not actually related in terms of species, but Dyslexia belongs to Minion Grace's brother). I squeaked and howled a bit, and I think Dyslexia mewed and purred a bit. He/She/It sounded a bit angry though. I think it's Minion was biting it to make it speak, or maybe because it was very early in the morning there.

Broken Frisbees

It's been snowing again and I cannot play with my friendies in the pond as it has iced over. The Minions found me some new frisbees. They appeared overnight in the buckets by the shed. Especially good seeing as Minion John threw the last frisbee (the one I got free from the vets) over the fence last week - grr! So they threw the new frisbee for me to chase, but when it landed it broke, and also it was very cold and slippery. I tried to pick the big bits up and return them to the Minions to throw again but by the time I got back to the Minions, the bit of frisbee had disappeared. V confused.

Minion John bought me a new orange frisbee from Tescos afterwards as penance for being mean and taunting me with trick ice frisbees.