I know, I know, I didn't really want to get involved with this blogging nonsense and was quite happy to let old Drew P. make a fool of himself whilst I relax on my new comfy basket near the radiator. I'm about as interested as Exeter's team were in the Mastermind quarter finals.
I was quite happy, that is, until an astonishing document came into my paws today that I feel I must share with the blogging World. It has earth shattering repercussions and I will have to organize a campaign of canine disobedience in protest. Here it is:
Yes, if you can't read it clearly let me fill you in with the key words in this document. They are "Oz" and "dog training" and "meet and greet techniques". !!!!!! Far Kennel!!!!
The dozy French bint curled up on my left side as we speak can't read it and will probably go along with anything involving food but as for myself I think this is the biggest cheek since Tony Blair was appointed Middle East Peace Envoy.
I'm blinking 10 years old for goodness sake and if they think I'm going to let some horsey woman in corduroy teach me how to "meet and greet" other dogs they've got another think coming! What will they expect me to do, shake paws? Discuss the weather over a gin & tonic?
I thought you should be kept up to speed with this dramatic turn of events - I'll be back to give you an update on my secret plans to subvert this piece of nonsense. "Meet & Greet" - huh!!!
Bye for now ... the Ozmeister.