Sunday, November 9, 2008


Baxter, out of the way, I am watching TV.
Baxter, put the cat down.
Baxter, stop biting my feet.
Get that f.....ing dog out of here.
Baxter, OUTSIDE! No stones allowed in the house.
Baxter, sit.
Baxter, get out of my sight.
F....off Baxter.
Nooooooooo! Baxter.
BAXTER, STOP SCRATCHING THE FLOOR.
Baxter, stop digging holes in the garden.
Oh God, my plants. BAXTERRRRRRR.
Get Baxter from under my feet. Baxter, off the couch.
Baxter, stay outside, you are wet.
Oh shit, Baxter is trailing mud into the house.
DAD, BAXTER IS BEING A BLOODY PAIN.
Dad, tell Baxter to stop biting Wayne's feet.
Baxter, put the bathmat down.
Baxter, leave.
Baxter has gone to sleep, thank goodness. Time for bed.

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