I think somethings up as it looks like Mums in complete OCD mode, she has check list for a check list and each day she adds more than she ticks. Im not sure whats up but it all looks very suspicious to me.
I was actually on the check list last week- but got the big tick after Mum collected me from my fabulous beauty treatment at Newgate.
She was obsessed by me keeping as clean and gorgeous as possible so she could take photo’s of me for a Christmas card, I am quite good at posing and it’s just as well for the amount of poses I deliver for my Mum. In the past she has made do with little caricatures of her canine’s but as I am Gertie from the Blog, not Jenny from the Block- I have to wear a “Red ribbon” and give my very best earside profile.
The clean me- doesn’t last long- one walk with the wood man and I’m covered in crap. Martin has taken to nicking long pieces of wood from the back of the cricket field- he then chops it up and gives Mum the wet bits that blow black smoke all round the lounge. This is not going down well with the mental mother I am living with at the moment.
Yesterday she was adding to the letter -that goes with her Will- she asked me where I would like to live if anything happened to her- OMG- I said ” Your my World’ Mum and she cried.
We all went for a walk last night, it was bloody freezing and My Mum was very cold, the clocks had changed and it was dark at 5pm, what the bloody hell is all that about- the daylight was fine as it was. Peggy the Piggies Ear thief, came back to ours and stole all my treats, BUT she cannot take them home as Betty would go apoplectic.
We are all waiting on tenderhooks to find out if Betty’s with child
her nipples are protruding more than I remember- but a scan will be taken and the proof will shown. It seems that I am to be childless like my Mum. Im not bothered, I don’t think I fancy all that pulling and pushing.
Mum’s got a copy of the record that they are releasing next year to Celebrate 50 years since she was a Paper Doll, it could be exciting and we all need a bit of that.
Anyway, Mums in Hospital for a few days at the end of the week and the House is so clean that I won’t need a bowl for my food.
I am waiting for that last big tick on her list- It says Gertie Treats.