Doggy December - Day 31 - Resolutions for 2010
Well this is the end of Doggy December, and normal blogging programming (ie whenever I damn well feel like it) will resume in January. Or February. We'll see.
I've given up making New Years' Resolutions because they're not going to last any longer than a box of Lindor balls in a hot car.
Looking down at Milly who is sleeping at my feet, I'll instead take the liberty of setting up a few for resolutions for her to work on:
No licking people across the lips. Especially if they are sleeping with their mouth open.
No banging the wooden fence when the neighbour's two cats are in the yard.
No running at pigeons when the lead is taken off at the park.
No clacker-licking on the back doormat directly in view of dinner party guests on the other side of the glass sliding doors.
No pushing of wet noses against people's legs or up their shorts when standing behind them at traffic lights.
No leaving of butt nuggets in our tiny, one-metre-deep front garden to visually and fragrantly greet visitors on their arrival.
No flapping of ears - and therefore, one's entire body - on the red wool rug, thus turning it orange and hairy.
No nuzzling the flip-top bin in the kitchen.
None of them will be kept or enforced and that doesn't matter a jot. Milly's perfect just the way she is.