It is a gloriously sunny day today and it just so happens that we had a visitor that appears from time to time and offered to do a guest blog post. So while we all enjoy the sunshine I will let our guest introduce himself and hopefully make an interesting addition to the site.
I don’t know how but I turned up at the front door of the the three dog blogger and Mrs. three dog bloggers house when I was only four weeks old. I didn’t know how to eat or drink and I was nearly dead. I guess I must have lost my Mum somehow.
Anyway the people slowly taught me to eat and drink and I survived. I liked to play with things and make lots of noise so everyone always knew I was there. This was two years ago.
I quickly grew up but I always liked to be outside. I never normally slept in the house although I was allowed to if I wanted. My favourite things to do were to catch mice and birds and bite their heads off and then leave them as little pressies for the people. I thought I would be generous for a bit as they did save my life.
I quickly got the people trained though so they knew who was boss.
Now I come home every day or two or sometimes I stay away for three days while I scout my territory and attack anything I don’t like. Their is a big wild that I regularly chase away from my patch and causes loads of trouble, it’s called a Genet.
I like to make lots of noise on my way home so everyone knows I am coming and that they better be ready. If my food isn’t out when I arrive I like to make a really, really loud noise that drives everyone crazy. They have to learn who is in charge! I like to think of the house as a Hotel that I can visit whenever I feel like it. I may even deign to stay for a few hours and let the people stroke me, but mostly I like to do my own thing.
The Dogs are just annoying. Daisy and her puppy Jet always wiggle like the idiots they are are try to lick me like I am tasty, meaty bone and I even allow it for a while, just so everyone can see how much better I am than them. They really are stupid.
Cats on the other hand are so much more superior. I don’t have to obey anyone. I don’t even look at the people most of the time when they call my name. Why should I? I am in charge. I have them well trained and my Hotel always has food if I want it, and if I feel like it I can go to sleep for a bit and then get back to business.
Well, that’s all I have time for. It’s back to mouse chasing, snake killing, Genet fighting and whatever else I feel like doing.
Bye lowly humans.
Ummm.. Well…Thanks for that Naruto. Very er, informative.
And that my dear readers is why this blog is called the three dog blog and not the three dogs and a cat blog!!!!!