Hello loyal subjects. Princess Lulu here. When the boss is away the house goes to rack and ruin. I needed an ice cream to hold me together.She is swanning around Seoul and he is floundering helplessly wondering what to do with all the gadgets she lovingly prepared for him. The only one that seems to interest him is the steam cleaner. Typical bloke. He pretends it is a steam train. To be honest I haven’t actually seen him do any housework yet unless you count washing the dishes. What a waste of space he is.
Still I get fed earlier by him. He was up and working at 7.30 this morning and the biscuit box was opened just after 8.00. It takes him forever to pack away my en suite, night-poo tray, second water fountain, change the blankets etc. He hasn’t a clue.
She was also up early but she went to some fun park as far as I can tell. So he works and she plays. I just supervise him. He has learned to respond to my bark pretty well. Its a sort of Pavlov’s Man experiment I am conducting. The difference is that I get the reward. Clearly I am smarter than he is but it will take him a while to catch on.
He sneaked out last night. Muttered something about needing to eat. I was not impressed. But he had been up since 5 am to drive the boss to the airport so I cut him a little slack. Tonight I hope he remembers that I like my supper at 8 pm, not 8.05pm. Standards must not drop. I also had to remind him that I get a 6 biscuit quota of Raw Boost before I turn in. I offered him one but he muttered something about me already having licked it. Picky, picky!!
Tomorrow I hope he is going to do something useful and include me. I get bored by his long conference calls. Yawn. If I try to ask him a question he puts the phone on mute and yells at me. All I want is to play for a while. All in all I have to say I shall be grateful when the boss gets back. Some semblance of order will return. I bet he runs around last minute cleaning the place and then pretending he has done it each day. What’s the reward for not ratting on him, I wonder? I’m sure I can show her where he has missed. I can lick all sorts of places he never goes.
Until she gets back I guess I shall have to soldier on. I don’t know. It’s a man’s life.
27 thoughts on “Lulu’s log”
So nice to meet Lulu 🙂 She is quite beautiful, isn’t she? And so witty. Makes me wonder what my dogs are saying behind my back….
I’m sure your dogs love you to bits. Lulu loves Mrs. Ha. I am just the guy who fills the biscuit bowl. We men know our place.
It’s always good to get a new perspective on oneself.
I think I see where M-R finds us similar! Your Lulu is divine and deserves a blog site of her own….as do my “boys.” Cat people just don’t seem to understand….
Cat people do understand. You haven’t been introduced to Theo 😉
Oh please. Introduce us to Theo!
hahaha! Take your spoiled little diva and turn her into a big spoiled cat!! 😉
We were asked once if Lulu was a cat. She was furious. So insulted.
I’m sure she was!!
We keep telling Theo he behaves like a dog. It doesn’t seem to bother him enough to change 😉
Aw, so cute. Step up to the plate, Andrew, and take Lulu with you to do something fun and useful. She asked so nicely!
We spent a lot of time together today, Marylin. Lulu seems a bit more settled now.
Lulù è fantastica, mi viene voglia di farle un sacco di coccole da tanto è dolce.
Che meravigliaaaaaaaa 🙂
And Lulu knows she is fantastic. That’s the problem A real prima donna of a dog.
I love Lulu – a dog with attitude. If only all dogs were like this …
One is enough, Jenny.
Queen Lulu may need to evaluate her staff. . I mean only 6 biscuits at bedtime? I’m sure she deserves 7. And her servant didn’t accept her blessed (licked) offering of biscuit? He should go hungry then! If your man servant isn’t available for you to play with (what could be more important on the phone? ) I think chewing something dear to him is warranted. Or maybe just poop in his shoes. That usually sets them straight!
Whose side are you on MWPG??? These are not her ordinary biscuits. She gets a full ration of those. These are mega treats. Six Raw Boost is more than enough. Tonight she didnt offer to share. She just wolfed them all down. I changed her basket blanket too. Im exhausted waiting on a dog 😰
It takes a seriously cute dog not to be upstaged by that ice-cream cone.
Oh Andrew, you are a picky eater!
Haagen Dasz!? May I come and be your puppy for a day?
Somehow I don’t think Lulu is up to attacking Harley Davidsons or their riders. She seems to be saying ‘ be gentle with me’.
Thank goodness it wasn’t one of the logs Lottie writes about.
Someone has to take on the responsibility and, of course, a princess will always have something to say about how things should be. I am glad that she is trying to keep you in line. It should save you when Mrs. Ha returns. I’d start greasing Lulu’s paws now though. 🙂
Oh we do have a few of those logs too, Steve but she has been very well behaved. My ability to grease her paws is limited but she did get some Haagen Dasz this afternoon.
That would do it for me. Dulce de Leche, please.
That small dawg has you wrapped around her … paw.
You are a No. 1 suckerrrr !!!