Saturday, 20 March 2010


Most dogs send out toxic aromas. Kizzie is special. Kizzie pffths. Then she looks up accusingly, and saunters off. If I am quick, I can take a breath and slope off to make a cup of tea before the pong burns my nostrils. I occasionally make it to the kitchen before himself makes fwawing noises. The huge amount of chicken she ate today is not agreeing with her. Kizzie looks so adorable as she lays sleeping under my desk. I am sauntering off to bed for a breath of fresh air..

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