ME!! resting under the kitche table
Loyal readers will know that I am attempting to dig into the chicken run. Well, on Sunday I was successful. My Daddy had made lots of asparagus rolls to take to a morning tea on Sunday morning. My mummy was feeding all the bread crusts to those pesky chickens. I did not think that the chickens deserved to eat all that yummy bread, so I managed to squeeze under the wire of the chicken run; such was my desire to get to eat all that yummy bread. Imagine a 50 kg dog wiggling under the wire. Anyway I got into part of the chicken run. Meanwhile my mummy’s back was turned while she was feeding the chickens. Imagine her surprise when she turned around and there was ME!! She called my daddy who came out and gave me a severe telling off. It is not my fault the chickens are fed food I want. Off I go and follow Nellie around. Love Jasper the wonder dog from Oeta, in the sunny Mangamahu valley.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized
and tagged Maremma
. Bookmark the permalink