Tuesday 28 September 2010

Monkey dancing !


I live in Dorset, near the sea, with three whippets – we’re all boys together but I’m the oldest and the wisest and no one messes with me! I know a lot of things that they don’t and I like to keep it that way………….. a bit of respect for your elders is what I reckon is required, and they all know it too. It’s not that I’m stuffy or anything, I like to play as much as the next dog and believe it or not I do break dancing – yes really. They call it “monkey dancing” but I’ve studied it and practised a lot and I can spin and jump and toss things in the air – it’s great and keeps me fit. I do find it quite exhausting though but no one can keep up with me when I’m in full action………Yay ! I’m big and I’m tough like a terrier should be; I will admit that I’m not at all keen on things that go bang and loud noises but I’ve learnt over the years how to not be so frightened and I’m going to let you all into some of my secrets. I’m not frightened of the dark though, in fact I quite like it. Last night they took me for a walk at dusk along the cliffs and it was so exciting, lots and lots of fat bunnies all over the place, but you’ll never believe it they wouldn’t let me off the lead to chase them – frightened I would run over the cliff apparently, do they think I’m stupid? Still the smells were pretty good and I slept well and dreamt of rabbits all night.

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