Fun English Lessons: Dasco's Diary No.3

What Dasco Did Next
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OK, OK, I was hungry. And Master Sab did leave me to turn and turn in the house for a few hours with nothing better to do than to investigate the contents of the bin and a couple of cupboards.

It's in my nature, he's supposed to know this. I've seen him looking at wolf dog sites on the internet so he should have known better...

And I can't say I was too impressed with the contents of the bin either. Some empty biscuit packets, old eggshells and a few peapods - minus the peas, of course - pathetic.

The cupboards were more interesting but I'm still working out how to get into them. I managed to get my teeth on a large packet of crisps but they're foul things. Roast chicken and tyme, they're supposed to be. Salt, artificial flavouring and more salt more like. I gave them a miss after dipping one fang in.

Other than that not much to report. No bone yet. Jeez.

And they still haven't understood where I want my new corner to be. That's me sleeping in it in the last photo next to the table. And that is where I shall stay; I can see everything that goes on from there - perfect.

The pictures you can see on the wall are by Master Sab. He fancies himself as an abstract artist. Well, it's definitely abstract, but whether it's art or not I really don't know. I'd prefer a picture of a bone, but I quite like the colours nevertheless.

And it's by Master Sab. I must admit I'm starting to quite like the place and him too. He gives me lots of cuddles but does spend a huge amount of time in his office tapping away at his computer. I'll have to check out his desk and see if it's comfortable under there.