Daisy's diary: Sleep approbation
April 15th 2010 12:27
The point I would like to make, a point that I don't think, generally, has received sufficient attention, is that, in certain light, I look much younger than I am.
In fact, in all modesty, I suggest that my good looks are another point which, in the greater greyhound world, have not received sufficient attention.
Don't ask me how I do it. Good genes, probably. And plenty of sleep.
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Comment by Anonymous
Now that Clyde has stopped hogging the Computer (quite funny watching him try to finish his note to Scratchy as he was falling asleep) I can have a quiet word with you. I do hope you aren't spoiling your good looks by worrying about your invalid. I do so agree that we elegant female Greyhounds receive far less appreciation and attention than we deserve. One good friend who shows great discernment tells the Missus that I am not a dog but a fashion statement. What I want to know is why the rest of the world does not appreciate this point?
On due consideration I realise that a lot of the blame should be placed firmly at the feet of the Missus. She is, to put it delicately far from fashionable. To be blunt she is a fashion nightmare. How can an elegant hound like me cope with a woman who considers putting on her R.M.s instead of her Blunnies the answer for dressing up and who lives in jeans and home made shirts?
Do you have any suggestions Daisy or is this the cross I have to bear through life?
Your friend,
Heidi.
Comment by Chris Champion
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Oh poor you, living in such circumstances. I really do find it dreadful when people have so little consideration for the aesthetics of life. They look positively plebian and so disgracefully ... comfortable. I'm sure you know what I mean.
Love and licks,
Daizee
PS Just flirting with the new spelling of my name, but don't you think it has style?
Comment by Anonymous
I do agree about the style but the Missus says you're all at sea, or would be if you lived in Holland. I've no idea what she is on about, probably just annoyed at us for being so frank about her poor sense of the finer things in life.
I received an e-mail from Bronwyn today. She is one of the boss and Missus' pups. She lives in Sydney where she looks after a museum. She too sympathises with my plight, unlike the Missus she dresses with style and looks smart almost all the time, I do wonder sometimes how she can bear to be seen with the Boss and the Missus when she comes home but she appears to enjoy herself. She has offered to have me when she and her fiancé own a house, so I can go for walks where everyone will admire my style. I must say the offer is tempting but it would mean leaving Clyde to cope with the foster hounds on his own without my guidance and the Missus says unless the N.S.W. laws change I would have to wear a muzzle which would spoil my good looks totally. Dear Daisy, what do you think I should do?
Clyde is very impressed with Scratchy's big pillows, our Missus makes mats for us out of donnas and blankets she buys from the Salvos. They are very comfy and have very smart covers but Scratchy's pillows look even better. Clyde says any hound with a broken leg should be allowed to have as many big pillows and bones as he wants but he can't quite see what Scratchy is going on about the sofas for. When you have comfy mats and pillows on the floor why bother to go to the effort of jumping onto a sofa?
your friend,
Heidi.