Now I have never been one to tell tales out of school - perhaps for the very good reason that despite my wealth of knowledge I never actually went to school. When you have to fill in those forms about school and college I always put the School of Hard Knocks or The University of Life. To be honest I get two legs to put that because I am not a great writer - difficult to hold a pen between my paws.
Anyway that aside I have been finding it increasingly difficult to get on here and tell you what's going on. You see two legs has found these games sites where you can play games for free and he is always on there. The female is always on at him to get off the machine and do something constructive but I have told you before what he and construction is like so i thought it best to let him stay put. That was a Casper mistake. He is gluied to it - never gets up and she gets really cross when dinner is ready.
"Come on I've dished up"
"Won't be a minute just got a battleship and a minesweeper to destroy"
"No now. Dinner will get cold!"
"OK on my way"
Ten minutes later he surfaces and moans that his food is cold. I decided to take matters into my own hands - well technically into my own paws and I am now able to stop him and get to write to you.
Now I have forgotten what I was going to tell you today!
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