Musings from Tammie, a three year old rescue Labrador. Life through the eyes of a dog with considerable charm, confidence, cunning and joie de vivre. #labradorretriever
Dramatis Personae
TAMMIE: our heroine, a black Labrador of enormous beauty, charm, confidence, joie de vivre and cunning
SHE/HER: Tammie’s favourite hooman and adoring slave
HE/HIM: her husband, less of a slave but still adoring
THEY/THEM/THEIR: them two wot is above
SISTA 1: about to finish university, wants to work in TV or film, buys excellent dog toys
SISTA 2: at university, gives excellent cuddles
BOYFRIEND OF SISTA 2: also at university and excellent at cuddles
DERE UNKLE ROY: rescuer, loves Labradors
ARNTIE SOO: rescuer, loves Labs and all dogs, married to Dere Unkle Roy
My name is Tammie. At least, I fink it is – I didn’t have a proper name before I went to live with Dere Unkle Roy and Arntie Soo (more of them later).
Now I am in my proper home I have lots of different names, some more polite than others, but it’s pretty good here (in fact it would be perfick if it wasn’t for the CATS – more of them later too). TS Eliot, wot was a poet and a riter of musicals, said somefing about the namin of cats, bloody shame he wasted his time on felines wot is stoopid and has sharp claws and is ROOD when they hiss and spit.
Anyway, I digress.
I am a black Labrador, and very beautiful (that’s wot evryone say, not being vain or anyfink, but is TROO of course). I am just three years old, and I had already had three lots of puppies before I got dumped.
She, my hooman for ever, has helped me write this blog. Basically because she can touch type while my paws are a bit too big for a keyboard. And besides, she is my slave, so I might as well let her get on with it while I snooze and snore and dream of food and foxes and food…