It\u2019s only the third day of the month and I have already run out of pocket money. It is so exciting suddenly having some money that I feel I need to rush out and spend it all at once, even if I don\u2019t really need what I spend it on. Then I get to the next day and I see something I really want and there it is, gone! I really do need to give more thought to how I can earn some extra money. Following my discovery yesterday that I can bounce, I was wondering whether there is anyone out there who likes bouncing and needs a guide dog to bounce with them. For that matter I don\u2019t need to guide them. If they would like to pay me just to bounce with them that would be fine. It would be better than fine, at the moment I only seem to get into trouble for bouncing, but what is wrong with running through a puddle and then bouncing up at my mistress? The only other job I have come across recently that I think I would rather enjoy is secret agent. I could go out in disguise and follow people, develop secret codes and foil plots. I did wonder about practising writing secret code to stop the mistress or the master from reading my diary but I haven\u2019t come up with one yet that works very easily so that it is secret and I can still remember what it means. I like the idea of secret agent, the whole lifestyle sounds so glamorous. \u201cThe name\u2019s Dog, Alfie Dog. I have a licence to kill.\u201d Of course if you saw rubber rabbit you might think I have already killed, but really I haven\u2019t! Do you think that squirrel would take on the role of Moneypenny or I guess in Belgium it really ought to be Moneyeuro.<\/p>\n
In an update on the cleaner repair saga, it seems that completely dismantling and rebuilding the vacuum cleaner has had no effect. It would appear to have a loose connection, meaning that it has once again stopped working. Still it gave the mistress\u2019s sister something to do and a lot of satisfaction when she thought she had fixed it.<\/p>\n
Some days I am so glad when the master comes home. Of course I miss him and that should be enough in itself, but way more than that it means the mistress turns off her music. Now don\u2019t get me wrong, I do like listening to some music, but some of hers is positively weird. She even tries drumming along which can be quite traumatic for a young dog and as for when she starts singing to me, well I just want to cover my ears with my paws. Perhaps I should invest in some earplugs.<\/p>\n
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