Sadie The German Shepherd Gets Her Revenge.

So lover boy John is thinking of relegating me to the kennel is he? Huh! There is not a cats chance in hell of that happening. He talks the talk but when it comes down to it, he can't walk the walk.

I'll tell you something for nothing. Most of the mess in this wagon is caused by him, and that's the truth. Yesterday he was sitting in my favourite chair having a cup of tea with his muddy wellington boots on. Can you believe it! So please do not be concerned for me. It ain't gonna happen.

A few weeks ago he was complaining about Bonnie the ginger cat's pawprints. He told her he was going to lock the cat flap so she couldn't just go in and out when she feels like it. That resolution lasted all of five minutes. "Come on in Bon Bon, it's cold out there" I heard him say, "Come and snuggle in bed with me." Yeah, he's a tough guy all right.

I am beginning to extract little bits of revenge on him for what he said in yesterdays blog. This morning while he was lying snoring in his new memory foam bed, I put my smelly marrowbone on the pillow next to his head, and then I stuck my cold nose in his ear. He sat up right sharpish and when he lay down again he cracked his head on the bone! So funny! It really is the little things that make life so pleasant.

I waited until we got to the park today, before I did my number twos. He hates it when that happens. To make it even worse I waited until we were well past the poo bin before I did it. He had to walk all the way back to deposit my offering. You should have heard the language he used. Disgraceful.

He is feeling guilty about what he said. I can read him like a book. This afternoon for instance he keeps on wanting to play ball. I think he sees it as a rebonding thing. I go along with it. He does need the exercise after all.

He is getting ready to go out tonight. He has got a date! Yes I know, wonders will never cease. I suspect the lady in question might be partially sighted!

I shall see how I feel before he goes out. If I feel in the need for a bit more revenge, I shall wait until he is all dressed up and tidy, and I might jump up at him with my muddy paws and give him a goodbye lick!

Me. Back in the kennel? No way!

Lots of love to you.

Sadie Bain. xxx