Luckily, last night we were allowed to stay up late and watch Beethoven (the doggie movie that is). We quite enjoyed the flick, but were amazed at the mediocre level of Beethoven's acting.

After having seen Babe (Master Craig sneaked me into the theatre), Beethoven's acting was really a disappointment - if a pig can do it, why can't a dog? The answer probably lies in Saint Bernards - they're from Austria - hence, they're nowhere near as skilled as a good Labradorian (such as myself). I think that even the very Australian Elanor could beat stupid Beethoven paws down (despite her broad Australian bark).

I was tempted at one point to flick channels to Home Alone 2 (you just gotta love that Culkin kid) - but Mistress Liz doesn't like flicking around - once you've chosen a movie, that's it for flicking until the credits - Master Craig and I enjoy flicking during ads and, often, even during a programme. The fun isn't so much in the watching, but in the ensuring that you're not missing out on anything.

When Seinfiled was on the other night, Jerry noted that he thought this was due to men being the hunters and women being the nestlers. There may be some truth in this, but I prefer to think of myself as Roger fast dog the channel changerer - Ellie, like Mistress Liz, is more like Ellie the slow dog that spent too much time laying in the sun (not that there's anything wrong with that).

Now passing to something practical, Ellie and I have over the past week managed to dig up all our old bones. We assembled them on the lawn. We have about 165 of them. We started to put them together - we're trying to recreate an ancient cow. However, we seem to be creating more of some ancient worm which had a spine - in fact, Rusty 2 commented that it is starting to look a bit like a missing link of bones - we may have discovered the first vertebrate. We're naming it the Spiny Wormroge. Until we conclude the Spiny Wormroge, I'm not going to work on my contraption.

Now to mail:

This is confidential - nobody read it who isn't a dog.

To Elanor and Rogernald:
We wholeheartedly support you in your struggle.... fie, fie, fie on your oppressor (s?).
Juanita the Dogge (of the Australian Blue Heeler persuasion).

p.s.  ƒ<, ƒ< (that is, "bark, bark")

Thanks Juanita for your support - all of Caninkind need to band together to ensure that dogs everywhere get a fair shake of the stick.

Take me to the next diary entry!

I'd be very happy if you'd sign Master Craig's visitors' book before you leave (he won't create one for me).

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