Hello everyone.
I'm sorry it's been a while, but old age is creeping up a little and I've been a very busy dog.  
As you know, I make it my aim to squeeze a little norty into each and every day, but I don't always have the time to document what I've done, and many of them are routine norties anyway.  

Today I've done something of which I'm very proud, but which was not very well received by My Mum.
As you know, I am very keen to get into a hen house at every available opportunity.  A hen house contains many really scrummy things:  there's chicken poop, there's chicken feed (very dry, but very tasty), there's chicken water and there are left over chicken treats.  Today My Mum shut the hen house door, because she knew I would make my way straight in there to pinch the broccoli stalk, but as she was cleaning out the nest boxes, she left the top door open, and just shut the pop door so that I couldn't get into the run. However, I am a very capable hound;  I use stealth and cunning like any respectable dog, and when that fails, I use brute force.  So I squeezed myself through the little top door and barged at and thumped the pop door until it fell off it's runners.  My Mum caught sight of me and grabbed my leg, but she's too kind and didn't want to hurt me so she didn't pull me back, and so I turned my deaf ears to the cries of 'leave', grabbed the broccoli and left.

Ooh, 'twas YUM!