Wednesday 14 January 2009

Sore throat

Can you imagine that I still can remember those times when I lived in the countryside? I used all my four paws to walk and jump. How immature! Now I know that my only spotty sock is too precious for brutal everyday use, so I hold it like this (see my pose above). I am a real city girl after all.

This collar of mine may look fine but i can assure there are better ones available as this one makes my throat sore. I think I have to send my funny humans to Harrods and make them get me one of those fancy collars with diamonds. And crystals are no diamonds. Fetch the jewel, human, fetch!

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