Yup, we get it, there’s a recession; big deal, or so I thought anyway, until my Mum shrunk me in the washing machine, Yikes! Anyway, it all started a few years ago, when one night a bunch of Chinks moved into the house over the road from us. They used to irritate us, coming home
hey baby, your days are numbered…….
Yup, that old devil, War Dog has been up to his tricks again. Just when you thought he was ‘past it’ or maybe retiring, he proves there is ‘life in the old dog’ yet. Out for our morning training session whilst on hol, here in Norfolk, discussing as you do, precisely how we would rustle
war dog, the ultimate killer – upto his tricks again!
War Dog, aka Bob, professionally known as Robert, retired Hobbit Catcher and ultimate, Silent Killer, met his match last night. Reposing in my garden last night, with my trusty hound laying protectively by my side, we were approached by a cute, friendly little cat looking for a little affection, I guess. Said cat purred contentedly