Well here I am. Back again although I am thinking of consigning mistress to the personhouse.
Before I start with all my news I want to tell you about some of my doggie friends.
Firstly, beautiful Tasha and Eva have been nominated for Photo of the Month at The Bone Zone. I do hope they win because they not only look adorable, they have such lovely temperaments too. Apart from when they do evil eyes of course.
Rocky and his sister Mati, over at RockStar and Company are back again after a few months blogging break. Hurrah! Mati is another beautiful girlfriend, and Rocky is a very handsome bro, although he has a bit of a poorly back and has to do physical therapy.
And finally some new friends. Or at least some friends who have just joined DWB. Jackson, Narra and Tuchuck are at Tracing Lucky Skies. Their human has been blogging for a zillion years, well quite a few anyway, and they are real-life pals of Wally and Ethel. We have been visiting for a while, after Wally mentioned them some months back, so I am pleased they have joined DWB. Narra is particularly beautiful, but as usual I seem to be fighting with Wally for her affections. If you get chance, please pop over and say hello.
Right. My exciting news. The washing machine came back. Misery washed my throws but now they are dirty again. Sulk sulk. The coffee machine is not working properly but that is of no interest to me. Mistress seems to think it needs descaling. I don't see why. It is not a fish, it is a coffee machine. I do wonder about mistress sometimes.
Now, I would like to say thank-you to my new pal Chef and his mommy, as they pointed out that the lily flowers in the last post but one are called alstroemaria. They also pointed out that the sap from the broken stems can cause a rash - so if anyone else buys these pretty flowers, you know to be careful with them.
Right. That is enough about flowers but I thought it was important to say that.
I promised last time that I would write something about the film idea. My girlfriends have been very supportive about it - thank you all very much, and to everyone else for all your good ideas but the 'phone hasn't rung yet so I am beginning to lose all hope.
But before I consign it to the archives, I must just mention a few comments.
Randi did a super promotional piece for me on her blog. I thought that was very sweet and if I did decide to go ahead with it, I wondered if you might like to be my agent and PR director? Naturally mistress would work for you, although as you know she isn't much good, but it would put her nose out of joint so that would be funny. She could be your admin assistant or something.
Both Ethel and Sophie offered to be my leading ladies. That is exactly what I need I think. A little bit of love rivalry. The cosmopolitan blond Sophie and the sassy dark Ethel with the sharp pointy teeth.
Sophs even came up with the starter for a plot - a romantic comedy involving a marmalade cat. I'm not sure about the comedy but we definitely need some romance and lots and lots of cats.
I have given this one some thought, and decided the best plot would involve a cruise liner. I thought this was particularly sensible as all the cats on the ship would not be able to escape so we could catch them all and it would be a happy ending (for us dogs). Ooops, I'm jumping ahead of myself and missing out the romantic interest. Naturally with Sophie being in Canada and Ethel being in USA and me being here in Gibraltar and Spain - we need something to connect us - so what better than a cruise ship. PippaLoveBoat in fact.
I shall work on this screenplay over the coming months, although any suggestions for side plots - apart from the main one of all of us chasing the cats and Sophie and Ethel falling madly in love with me - would be very welcome.
And speaking of ships, mistress went down to the marina the other day to take a picture of a Royal Navy ship, HMS Chatham. So while she was out I prepared a little surprise for her and got a few things out of the bin and lined them all up nicely. Then I lay at the end smiling.
When she got in she looked very pleased and said "Good dog Pippa" and gave me lots of pats. Then she put all the presents back in the bin, and muttered something about what a silly mistress she was to forget to put the bin away. Sometimes I think she has no logic. If she put the bin away how could I make the present trail for her?
And I almost forgot - we went up to the finca the other weekend so I had a fine time driving in my Landy. Mistress took some photos of different flowers but I am imposing a flower ban today. The last time I let her put some flowers on she went on blogholiday.
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