I'm not sure that the dogblog is a good idea.....allowing the pooch to use my computer and my user name!
I hope he doesn't use bad language and get me thrown off the forum....nah, he never hears bad language in our house....well, not from me anyway!

Margaret Pilkington

It is really sad when you have to be separated from your parents......not that I can actually remember much about it...after all it was a long time ago in dog years.

It was even sadder to lose my owner, but I was soon very much at home with my new 'mum and dad'....now don't get all picky on me......I know that bilologically...no what I really meant was, biologically we are not related.....I still think of them as my Mum and Dad......after all they feed me,(yum...any more in that dish?)......take me out to do wees(and the other - just wish they wouldn't watch...it is just soooooooooooo embar - can't spell that, anyway I'm shy).....go for walkies along the canal bank.....they stop those bullying swans from coming near me......and...

Margaret Pilkington

Hello I'm Gizmo......
you remember don't you Gizmo, the adopted one....the one of rotund proportions and the stumpy tail that wags.

I'm not sure how this is going to go, because right now I am having difficulty.....something to do with claws on the Keyboard.......please be kind if I get things wrong....and any little doggy treats that you can throw my way would be very welcome!
There has recently been talk of a 'diet'...and it was said in words that lead me to believe that a 'diet' is not a very nice thing....it was said in a much different voice to the usual 'walkies'......now that brings a skip to my step.....Walkies......it just dances off the tongue....and when I see the lead being lifted off the hook I can hardly...

Margaret Pilkington

My phone is red hot at present......I had a phone call today from Talk Talk...it wasn't the same girl as yesterday.......the one who could hear me choking to death, but carried on with her sale pitch....this was a different foreign bird...sounded South African.
The call began thus:-
'Can I speak with Mrs Pilington, sorry Piklington'

Me: 'No you can't, there is no-one at this address called Pilington or Piklington'

her: Is Mrs Pilkington there then?'

Me: 'Yes, that's me'

Then she sets off on this obviously pre-scripted spiel.....how by changing to them I could save money, on calls(free evening and weekend calls for life), line rental, and broadband.
At this point I interrupted...

Margaret Pilkington