What is it with my mistress? Hasn\u2019t she got enough toys of her own? My granny has bought me a Miffy colouring book. It\u2019s brilliant. It has lots of different pictures of Miffy that I can chew. I would colour them in, but the book didn\u2019t come with any crayons. I pulled a few things off my mistress\u2019s desk to get the ones I could see on the top of a big pile of things but I am having some difficulty getting my paws round them. For a start I can\u2019t work out whether I am right or left pawed, but even then, short of actually taping the crayon to my paw I\u2019m not sure what to do. I did briefly try with my mouth, but at this point I had to conclude that crayons don\u2019t taste awfully nice. Anyway, rather than being in trouble for pulling the crayons off the desk, I found my mistress happily sitting down using them to colour in my book. How is a puppy expected to enjoy chewing a picture of Miffy when it tastes of crayon?<\/p>\n
I have noticed something very strange with humans. The minute one of them suggests they have an item that is broken and won\u2019t work there is always another one eager to take it apart and see if they can fix it. It doesn\u2019t matter how little they know about the item in question, or how unqualified they are to deal with the situation, they are always convinced they can do it. To be fair to my mistress\u2019s sister it did turn out to be the case and she did have a thoroughly enjoyable time taking the entire vacuum cleaner apart, and I really do mean the \u2018entire\u2019 cleaner! There she was painstakingly dismantling it piece by piece. Just enough force to separate the parts and not break them, totally ignoring the advice from every other adult, all of whom thought they knew what to do and all wanted to take over if she had failed. Well I was convinced that she wouldn\u2019t be able to work out where all the parts went or how they fitted back together, but to my and everyone else\u2019s amazement not only did she rebuild it but it worked. She had no idea why it worked, but in her moment of glory that was actually irrelevant, by this time all the other broken gadgets were being lined up ready for her attention. We all suspected that the long piece of coiled metal she removed at the start of the process may have been the culprit, but she took the rest of the cleaner apart before testing it, just for good measure! Aah happy days. I use the same philosophy in chewing everything apart, but in my case they never seem to go back together.<\/p>\n
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