Thursday, 16 April 2009
Vizsla on The storm
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
You'll sometimes walk alone
Friday I'm in love
..... and Lilly and Fudge.
With a special guest appearance by The Lake.
Diesel and Anthony can't remember who this handsome chap is,they only ever met him once.
They think he had a distinguished name like Homer,but they have drunk lots of beer since meeting him so that might not be true.
He'll be gone after November
Diesel would like a bit of fur on the side.
"Is the camera still rolling?"
This is not Dylan.In fact Anthony is not quite sure who this is.
Not because he doesn't know.
It has just been a long time since this picture was taken....erm,on Thursday.
Possibly.
Anyway,he thinks this is Storm or Sky or Shadow or possibly Breeze.
Which is quite embarrassing because they used to walk with this particular pack quite a lot.
But that was a long time ago,possibly.
That makes Anthony think this is Dusty,who was usually part of the same pack.If this is who Anthony thinks this is then this is a sad picture.
Dusty started to have epileptic fits.Anthony thinks Dusty started the long sleep at the start of November.
Diesel and Anthony will miss Dusty and so will many others.
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Wake me up when September ends
They don't have cars like this in the park on Tuesdays.
We have never seen a car like this in the park on a Thursday either.
We have never seen the Lake Ness Monster on a Friday.
Taffy has never been known to swim on a Saturday.Come to think of it,Taffy has never been known to swim.
Diesel and Jake never play rugby on The Lord's day.
It is entirely unheard of for Diesel to take a penalty kick on a Sunday.
He always misses on Wednesdays.
A naked welsh streaker interrupted play.
That rules out Monday.
A Pomeranian girl stripped off in the stands.It must be Wednesday.
A couple of girls joined the boys in the bath after the game.
But they were both dogs.Taffy demonstrated the art of not swimming.
He still got wet though.
The boys had a few drinks in a rock club after the game.Diesel and Jake were headbanging to AC:DC.
Then the moshing started.
Before long Jake was legless.
He needed somebody to lean on.
The youngsters can't hold their ale like Dylan.
They've not got his balls.
Diesel looked the worse for wear.
Dylan was still trying his best to impress the ladies.
The doormen soon told them to go home.
Diesel couldn't remember where home was.
He spent ages waiting for a taxi.Then decided to walk.
Diesel tried to chat up some pussy he met in the street.
But the cat got his tongue. 
















