Saturday night and BBQ skewers...

So I hope you all had a good weekend, mine was pretty quiet, just the usual, hanging out with some friends, a bit of a sleep in, and just generally chilling out.

I was invited to a BBQ on Saturday night, so of course I was on my best behavior... no begging, no whinging, I know to just sit in my bag, and speak when spoken to.

I am sitting there on Mum's lap, minding my own business, when all of a sudden out from nowhere came what can only be called a "devil" child. When you are only 7.5 inches tall, a 2 year old can be a scary prospect.

So I did the only thing any self respecting girl should do, cuddled up to my mum and tried to stay out of harms way... which was all going swimmingly until the terror on two legs attempted his best impersonation of the Boston strangler, his greasy, slobbery little hands wrapped themselves around my little neck as he attempted to squeeze the living breath out of me, all the while his mother is sitting in the corner swigging down copious amounts of vino. Hello, a little child control please!

I saw my mum taking it all in her stride, she hardly even winced when the little grot wiped his filthy little fingers on her new designer jeans, so I held my head high, and bit my tongue.
It was not long after that moment that I nearly ended up like the 3 blind mice, mum was chatting away, when "Chuckie" personified decided to do a screaming bolt towards me, armed with 2 wooden skewer sticks, he found in the rubbish. If it hadn't have been for mum's quick reflexes, I could be bringing the pirate patch back in to fashion.

As a dog, there is a certain level of decorum that needs to be had, when at public gatherings, that is of course if you want to be welcomed back and not left in the dog house, literally!
There is to be no licking of the nether regions, no breaking wind, if one can at all help it, no whining and NO begging for food and a zero tolerance policy on biting of any kind.

If me or one of my four legged counterparts even dared to raise a lip, show a tooth or growl in someones direction we would be toast, if one of us ever bit a human, it would be off to the pound with me, hello needle, and nighty night Angel!

So why do some humans let their own little mongrels run a rampage and torture animals, the mum thought it was hysterical saying the little demon had a staffy at home and was used to punching and kicking her... this is just NOT cool!

If you have a 2 legged beast that can't be controlled how bout you try what our parents do, it's called a leash, and they come in many fashion colours to match any outfit!
If we have to go to puppy school to learn some manners, maybe the same thing should apply to humans. I am not a My little Pony, you can not ride me, you can not poke me till I giggle and you CAN not attempted to skewer my eyes out!

Please, please humans, be kind and gentle to us of the 4 legged breed, we will love you, cuddle you and do all we can to make you love us... all we ask for is a little respect in return!

Till next time, PLEASE be kind to animals, and stay fabulous
Luv Angelxxx