Mum was jumping around and shrieking rather loudly this morning when she put on the news. I hid under the table because I thought she was angry. Then I found out that the nice man Mr Obama, who mum really REALLY likes, is now the president of the world. I think it's the world anyway. Mum is VERY happy and she's smiling lots so I'm not complaining. Mum said "I wish it were the UK and he'd replaced Brown. At least we now know we're not going to end up with World War three..." I'm glad it wasn't that awful old man with that Sarah Palin because I don't want there to be a war. I don't like big bangs.
.....I'm a Mini Schnauzer, which I reckon is the coolest breed on this planet. I've got grey hair, which isn't because I'm old -I was born in April 2005, so in case any cool, sexy lady dogs are reading this - I'm in my prime. I live in France at the moment but that may change very soon. I decided to start this blog because my mum's was having a bad time due to the Credit Munch and was ignoring my attempts to get her attention (worrying my basket, her socks, her slippers and looking very appealing with my big brown eyes). Mum lives with a guy called Hugh Bastard, at least I think that's his name. It's what she calls him from time to time, but she also calls him Sweet Hart. I call him Uncle Hugh.