Saturday, April 06, 2002

Inbound links. How about outbound Choccy Treats?

My day starts as it usually does. Cheeto guy has fallen asleep on the keyboard, rebooting the PC. No master, I don't think it wants to accept "ddddddddddddfffffffffffffffff" as a valid password!

Bow wow!

Anyway, he's got a plan. He wants to make his weblog more popular than mine - and I gave him the idea!

Today he begged everyone to link to him.

"And I haven't even started on the list of cool people who link to me. Everyone who links to me is cool! Heheh," he wrote.

"Yeah, I know, trolling for links is the worst thing a weblogger can do."

No, sir. The worst thing a weblogger can do is starve his faithful four legged friend.

Sunday, March 31, 2002

We're moving! Woof!

Cheeto guy had fallen asleep on the keyboard last night, drooling as usual. When I looked at his blog, I learned this!

We're moving to Seattle! I love it up there - he might even start to take me for walks. And I've heard the Seattle bitches are hot!
Woof!

Tuesday, February 26, 2002

Belly on Empty

The fat man forgot to feed me again today. Meanwhile, he claims to have created a new sandwich. He seems to claim a lot of things these days - at least that's what the other people on the speaking thing yell. I'm horny and hungry. Think I'll scratch some wallpaper.

Sunday, February 24, 2002

The fat men are arguing

The bearded fat man who smells of sweat came round today and they were arguing. The bearded man was so angry I thought he would have a heart attack. He kept screaming "You Don't Get It".

Cheeto boy wouldn't give me a single Cheeto. When he finished the packet he started chewing his nails. I'm very hungry.

Thursday, December 20, 2001

Happy and Red

The Fat Man has started to get very excited about present day. I've noticed him drinking more than usual. He turns happy then and his face goes as red as a young lover's behind. He says the other Fat Man thinks he's a genius. I have my doubts.

Sunday, November 25, 2001

The bearded fat man

The fat man brought another fat man home today. The other fat man has a beard and won't stop eating or playing with his computer. He smells of sweat and shouts.

Monday, September 10, 2001

Very hungry

My master Robert forgot to feed me again today.

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