Sunday 25th September
Well, I’s got BIG news – mummy Sue has turned into a greyhound – YES – my hu-mum woz turned into a greyhound….
Oh sure, she woz sort of greyhound-ish anyway – I means – she eats a lot an’ she sleeps a lot an’ she far…har har har, sorry mummy Sue!
But then, THEN, she got a fur coat ‘an she gots big furry feet an’ big furry paws and a BIG pointy-nosed head – eeeeek!
Is not good AT ALL wen your hu-mum turns into a hound:
- hu-mum’s makes sooper giant hounds so there is no room on the sofa for US….
- Auntie Sarah, who is hu-mum to me pals Susie, Miffy, Monty, Ranger, Sid, Henry an’ Archie, wants to adopt mummy Sue – but I though I woz Auntie Sarah’s favrit…
- hu-mums wot turn into houndies has big furry paws wot it no good at all for cookin’ liver cake and oxtails an’ stuff
- hu-mums wot turn into houndies is not allowed in shops so they can’t buy us hot chikkins
- hu-mums wot turn into houndies duzn’t give good cuddles coz they’re paws is too big
- hu-mums is not dignified like wot we is – they just duzn’t know to roach prop’ly…
I knows that Auntie Sarah helped mummy Sue to turn into a hound so I hasked her “how do I gets my mummy Sue back?”
She sed I hads to say the magic word – “woofacadabra” wot is qwite hard to say, but me, Lou and Ty practised and sed it all together then mummy Sue’s fur fell off and she woz a hu-mum again!
Mummy Sue sez that if all retired houdies gets their own hu-mum than she never has to turn into a greyhounds agen – pleeze ev’rybody – adopt a greyhound qwik so I’s get to keep my hu-mum….

Auntie Sarah tooked good care of mummy Sue wen she woz a hounds but I fink Auntie Sarah should look after proper hounds like ME....