I'm not sure if I'm right but ....

There are plans afoot to get me a little friend. They think it's a secret. Obviously they don't realise how much I can understand. I'd have to be pretty stupid not to understand conversations that start with "I wonder how Hamish will react when we bring a puppy home." Bless...

Anyway, here's the thing. I'll be fine with a new pup as long as it understands who the boss is around here. It's Margaret ... and sometimes it's Shirley ... but then when they're out it's me. As long as we get that clear it'll be just fine.

Oh by the way ... apparently it's going to be a poodle. So we're kinda related already.

Come on girls, get a wiggle on. I'm looking forward to this in a laid back labradoodle sort of style.