Proof of my superiority

Bet you can't do this.

As they say, a good start

Some of slave one's friends have moved far far away to the other side of town. And taken their dogs Dede and Kiera with them. Good, the less dogs near me the better. One of them left a poo in my backyard once. Dogs are so disgusting. I won't allow my slaves to have one. Or another cat. Or children. Or anything really.

Birthdays 3

Just in case you are wondering, my birthday is on October 16. I will be 9. Closer to the date I will posting a list of presents you can buy me, starting with a new tree. This one is a bit dated.

Birthdays 2

Another ex slave turned 21. I think she had a margarita for every year. She wasn't very good at feeding me because I'd scared her too much and she was frightened to come near me. That was a few years ago. Now when she comes to visit she sometimes pats me. But only one pat in case I turn vicious.

Birthdays

Slave one's friends have very suspect taste and so does slave one as she seems to like her presents. One sent the giraffes all the way from Perth. Another sent the squirrel all the way from London. I've tried attacking the giraffes but it isn't much fun as the y don't scream or cry. The squirrel is too hard on my teeth.

At last

Finally slave one and two have stopped hogging the computer and I can update my blog. Slave one has been busy doing her family tree. I've looked but I can't find my entry yet! She must be saving the best for last. I bet she put that baby on it. One of my ex slaves escaped to America and has become a daddy. That makes slave one a great aunt. Doesn't that make her sound old!!


The new 10 lb baby. Hope they don't try to bring her here. I hate being locked in the bedroom. After all, what's wrong with sleeping on babies. They're a great source of warmth.

The ex slave when he was a wee 10lb baby.

Party time

We had lots of visitors today and they ignored me and I'm not happy! Slave one had a birthday. Now she is more than 5 times older than me. Good.

My room

Slave one was home for several days in a row. She spent a lot of time sleeping which is handy as she is a good source of warmth. The heater was on all the time as well, another bonus. And best of all, I could get fed at any time of the day and not have to wait until someone got home. I think gastro is a good thing.
When slave one started to feel better she tidied up the morning sun room (the one the horrible young children use when they come to visit) so I have an entire bed to sleep on in the lovely morning sunshine now that slave one has gone back to work and won't keep me warm during the day. Each morning before she leaves I try to encourage her to stay home with me by sitting in the door of that room and not getting on to the bed until she sits down and pats it. But still she leaves.