Tigger's Tails
- January 2024

Happy New Year Pals,
We are barely into 2024 and I have to tell you that my human is trying to kill me, or at least wreck my nerves.

It all started on Christmas Day when I had the most delicious meal. There were several slices of lamb, beef and chicken along side a variety of vegetables, potatoes and tasty gravy. I had intended to leave the vegetables, but once I shoved my face in my bowl to start eating, I took on a feeding frenzy that resembles a 1980’s pacman character. BOL!

After consuming what felt like my bodyweight in Christmas feast, as you do, I wandered into the sitting room and jumped up on my sofa. I was stretched out on my sofa preparing to digest said Christmas feast and little else.

My human was busy tidying up in the kitchen and washing the dishes. Which I have to say, quite impressively, they seemed to have used every single pot, pan and dish in the kitchen. Even pots and pans I have never seen before. Not to mention the cutlery drawer was emptied.

Anyhoo I digress, there I was stretched out on the sofa when there was the loudest banging and crashing I have heard in a long time. Even recent fireworks did not have me leaping from the sofa like this!

In my partially slumbered state I had no idea what was going on and started rushing in and out of my shed barking at the top of my voice!

It was that bad even my other human jumped off the other sofa. Although to be fair they did not join in the running and barking bit. BOL!

As I was so startled I left it to my other human to go and investigate. Who came back after a few seconds and they were laughing. Not just a normal or polite laugh, one of the my human has been an idiot again sort of laugh.

What had happened was that the mountain of dishes were being washed and dried in sections due to the sheer volume.

My dishes are always washed last and normally, when my human is not having an idiot moment, the tea towel is put in the washing machine. Well that is not how it played out.

My last dish was dried and the washing machine door was opened and my human intended to fling the tea towel in with a satisfying lob. What actually happened was my steel food bowl was lobbed at high speed into the washing machine! It hit the back of steel the washing machine drum and the following boom was like, well like nothing I have heard before. There was the initial bang and the following clattering of the bowl as it fell into and rolled around the bottom. Oh my dogness!

Honestly pals I have said it before and I will say it again… you just cannot get the staff.

I hope you all got time to spend with your humans and enjoyed some Christmas fayre too. Without the crashing. BOL!

Happy New year Pals!

Nose bump to you
Tigger