The Weekend

Its been very difficult to sneak onto the computer. The humans have been in and out all the time, when they have been out we have been imprisoned in the kitchen and then when they come home its been full on play time etc so no time for blogging. Will try to get you up to date now, the huntley beer festival was on again on Saturday night very very noisy, oh and lens man has asked me to tell you that apparantly Jim was there on Friday very very drunk. Dancing in the rain and forgetting the moves to Greased lightning. I don't know what he was talking about but he said it would make you laugh.

Blue stripes is still away don't know when she comes back, hope its soon. The rest of the humans kept going to Cheltenham race course to see a load of moggies. seeing as they don't have a cat I'm surprised they would want to go and see them. I can't imagine moggies racing either. I mean Rory and I race round the dining room table and can keep going for at least 5 minures before having to take a breather, but thats beacause we are dogs, cats are stupid and always change the rules. In fact the Auntie Barb said that there were about 3 and a half thousand moggies there yesterday. It must have been chaos. I wish I could have gone, I would have sorted them out. You just have to show them who's boss. Aunty Barb says that Charles Morgan is the boss and he had them all under control. She also says that at going home time at least two thousand moggies all starated thier engines at the same time and you could feel the growl as well as hear it. Sounds pretty frightning to me. How ever they seemed to enjoy it and at least they didn't bring one home with them, thank goodness.