Monday 30th January 2006

Why don’t humans eat acorns? Just one of the thoughts I pondered on my walk earlier. There I was happily tucking into my first acorn of the day when my owner made me spit it out. What is all that about? Do I make her spit her breakfast out or question the things she eats? No. Live and let live, that’s my motto. But after the indignation about the intrusion into my happy munching I started wondering why don’t humans eat them too. They eat lots of other seeds and nuts, why not acorns. Anyway, for those who are considering it may I just say they come with my wholehearted recommendation (when I’m left in peace and quiet to get  to the end of one anyway!)

When we went for a walk through the woods yesterday I couldn’t help noticing (mainly because they kept tripping over me) there were a large number of humans going in the opposite direction. Nothing odd in that in itself, they are of course perfectly entitled to go for a nice Sunday afternoon walk, but a disproportionate number of them were wearing woolly hats with pom-poms on. What is that about? Have they no shame? I have thought of Belgium, until now, as a fairly chic, trendy sort of place. But bobble hats! It has made me go back to thinking about my career options. How about ‘Alfie Dog – fashion consultant to the stars’? Admittedly as yet I don’t actually know any stars but there is plenty of time.  I can hear you “Who’s going to take a dog seriously as a fashion consultant?’ But think about it, what do most men know about women’s fashion? Zip, zilch, absolutely nothing and yet some of them have even gone as far as being successful designing women’s clothes. So if they can do it why can’t I?

I’m off to munch on some acorns while I give it some more thought.

Alfie with a little help from Rosemary J Kind