Pooch got into a bag of biscuits I had packed up for one of the girls at work, and ate them all. Bad little thing. Then when I yelled at him, he just looked at me as if to say �What? Those weren�t for me?� He knows how to push my buttons, that�s for sure. Damn dog knows how to work me� the scene ended up with me picking him up for a cuddle and giving him another cookie.

I like The Pogues. They always sound either drunk or hung over.

Served some cherry pie tonight and all I could think was mmmmmmm, a hemmhorage in a crust. Probably best I keep little nuggets of joy like that to myself, isn�t it?