It's a dog's life...

Not feeling too hot today.

I'm backed up, can't see and off to the vets.

Hope all my mates on live journal are well.

Look after yourselves, take care and thanks for being my friend.

One Love

Piggi






(Piggi conked out at 12.15 today.)

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Young, Gifted and Black

This afternoon was bare good.
Got up, shook, shat and generally ratted.
Door bell rang. I over-reacted.
There was : Rex, Fido, Dido, Tex, Mex and Me.
Went to the Level for a stretch.
Sniffed some shit, spunout, naused a couple of random pikey jack russels.
Mex and I did a couple of Good Boys. Spunup, naused, ratted, chatted and then quickly had a rushdown.
Went back to mine, slurped, burped, pissed, missed, shat, crapped.
Fell asleep, woke up, did this, did nothing.
Pav Tav anyone?

Peace.
Woof.
Grrrrrrrr.

Last few days have been fairly uneventful.
Probably because I'm a dog.
The routine is really getting to me, but everybody says its seasonal.
Havn't been out much lately, partly due to lack of money and because of the cold weather.
Went out last night to have a sniff around and do a wee, and did exactely the same this morning. Nause.
Luther DJ'd on Tuesday but didnt go as I've lost my ID and theres no way I look 18.
Watched Oldboy last night but fell asleep in front of the fire after two minutes.

Current Mood: bitchy
Current Music: Dillinger

Had a little accident in the hallway this morning... it wasn't my fault...
I just got a bit excited.
Anyway, today's Guardian soaked it up.
Frank gave me a biscuit, I ate that, then I had a little doze.
Might doze again for a bit.
A man visited.
I chewed his foot - then he kicked me.

Anyway, they're cooking beef curry tonight.

Current Mood: pensive
Current Music: The Tindersticks