Alfie's Diary Archive

I went for a walk in the dark. There seems to be a lot more of the dark at the moment, it is appearing at […]

You would be forgiven for thinking this story was apocryphal (I found that word in the dictionary apparently it means ‘made-up’) but believe me I […]

I find it hard to understand how my master gets away with staying in bed until lunchtime. More to the point I really don’t know […]

My mistress prevented me from making a Guy. She said I beg at the table quite enough without begging more publicly. She has however promised […]

According to my dog-sitter I am an ‘alpha dog’ but without the aggression. I don’t know what all that means and I am quite happy […]

According to one of my mistress’s friends she likes her men to have four legs and no thumb. So dogs and cats are fine but […]

It was an odd sort of a day yesterday; it was one of those Belgian midweek bank holidays. The sort of day when you expect […]

So there you have it – ‘Trick or Treat’ becomes much more alarming when you are faced with a demented dog with a glow stick […]

Humans have an expression ‘being in the dog house’ which really to a dog is a very insulting term as it stems from the presumption […]

As I have noted before the Belgian people are lovely, probably the most friendly in Europe but I have not observed that there administrative systems […]