I demand a refund. Why is it that as the dog of the house you only ever get half of the story? I knew we were moving back to England and I knew that James would be coming to live with us but I didn\u2019t really understand what that was going to mean to me. Oh it isn\u2019t that they hadn\u2019t told me that there would be another dog in the house soon. I am rather looking forward to acting as a father figure to Sooty. No, the bit I hadn\u2019t understood was some of the implications of family life. \u201cWhy are there six twelve year olds sleeping on the floor of our lounge?\u201d I asked my mistress yesterday morning. Her reply of \u201cIf only I knew,\u201d was hardly helpful. If I were being fair to her, I would have to admit that this is all coming as much of a shock to the system to my mistress as it is to me. Apparently this is something called a \u2018sleepover\u2019, a bit of a misnomer if this one is anything to go by. They ought to be called \u2018talk and giggle overs\u2019. How is a dog to get any sleep round here? Although again being fair, I sleep through most things. It\u2019s my mistress who is the light sleeper round here.<\/p>\n
Having established that this is normal behaviour for a twelve year old, I did still have to ask if it was normal for a boy to invite five girls to a sleepover. You have to wonder sometimes! I\u2019m not sure they were expecting to be bounced on by a dog, first thing on Sunday morning. I didn\u2019t stay long. One twelve year old is one thing, but half a dozen at once, I\u2019m really not that stupid! I had my breakfast and went back to bed until all the excitement had died down.<\/p>\n
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