The Dog

Mrs Corndog reporting from the hospital where I can confirm all is well with King Dog of Bry Bry Land.

His leg hurts (obv) but he's doing well and looking forward to a bit of grub, seeing as he's been fasting since 11am. True to form, he asked me to bring up a mini bottle of wine but not true to form, feels he probably doesn't need it. What with all the narcotics flowing through him and all.

I have no idea how this will work at home with Arlo The Leaper cavorting round the house, but we'll muddle through I'm sure.

Meanwhile I am EXHAUSTED. Not that anyone gives a fig about me. It's all Bry this and Bry that. Harumph. ;-)