Roll Out The Barrel ...

Hear that rasping sound? That's me scraping the blip barrel.

Yep, a Christmas card from the dog. Now, those of you who bother reading the words under blips will have gathered that a) I live alone and b) don't have a dog. You might be thinking 'She's hit rock bottom, she's sending herself a card from her dead dog'. No. I haven't. It's from Alfie, my rented dog who features here regularly and, yes, he did write it himself. He's that clever.