
I got my own space (fanks dad). Says I can say wot I want so its gonna b about biscits and balls YEAH!!
I use to liv in Battersea but got lobbed out for skippin English lessons so now I live in Twer...Tweeek....Twa...near Richmond and its brill coz there's loads of green out the back for running. Tons of other dogs too, loads from Battersea. I got three beds kind of. One in a cage, crap don't like it dad puts me in it when he gos to get biscits. Folding chair outside cage, love it, I can look out the door and nod off. I haven't been told off about chewing the arms yet, wicked. Got a mat in dads office which is good at night coz I'm close so he can't leg it wivout me knowin. And best of all I get to sleep with him in his bed. He's so slow though, I always get the pillow first.
I love fruit specially clementynes and man go but I'll eat any fruit. Pigs ears, bones, usual stuff. Picture is me bout a week after Battersea. Me dad sez he'd rather die than send me back there. I love him....when he doesn't shout at me. I think he does it when he's caught me nicking or lying...but that's my job 'till I'm two years old that's what all me mates at Batteraea said. Got to go and score some zedds now so back later. Typings harder than I thought. Oh yeah? I'm trying to find out what "Pikey" means.
Food today:
tons of biscits
two pineapple chunks
no nuts
See ya.