I had a quick discussion with my dog about it. She looked longingly into my eyes. Being completely deaf she just sat there staring. I fully understood her position and that all she was really interested in was, where's my f***ing breakfast?According to themselves.
Frankly I wish they would both just shut up.
About to be discussed for an hour by increasingly red-faced members of the public on R5.....
I'm going to put some music on
That’s all they ever want until the evening. Then it’s where’s my f***ing dinner?
She also noses her water bowl into the lounge looking at me, are you going to f***ing fill this up as I've tipped it over, bastard.
You are of course correct. Post breakfast I again bridged the subject with my dog. Being a dog of colour (brown and white, Springer) and being born in Birmingham, I thought she may have a view. She DID, out of the window, turned to me with those longing eyes, take me for a f***ing walk and don't forget to pick my shit up!!
Ah, but what of those of us who born in Surrey but have lived in Sussex since a very young age and proudly fly the six martlets ? I suppose we are known as Uncle Nigel's
First of all, I couldn't give a flying fack about either of them (like you, by the sounds of it).According to themselves.
Frankly I wish they would both just shut up.
About to be discussed for an hour by increasingly red-faced members of the public on R5.....
I'm going to put some music on
Kinda thinking the same ….but he does have a good idea to put some music on …so for that I’m team HarryDiscuss - no thanks. You seem obsessed
Not to mention the revolving door demands to the back garden 20 times throughout the day, in between the main food events - especially while you’re trying to watch the football.
