Snoops!

Hiya,

There is a new man in my life, you will be happy to know. His name is Snoops.

SnoopsHe's a 4yr old Staffy X that I adopted from the RSPCA (oh yeah, I'm fully the Angelina Jolie of the dog world - By the end of the year I want to have one in every colour, and then steal the hot husband off some whinger with a big nose).

He was burdened with the rather prosaic name of 'Snoopy,' but seeing as he's 4 already, I didn't want him to completely freak out, so I'm calling him Snoops, cos it sounds enough like the name he's been called for ages. I also call him Snoop Dawg and sometimes sing Snoop Doggy Dog to him, because he's a gangsta. I saw him pop a cap in the ass of a poodle at the park.

You may have seen the promos on Network Ten for Celebrity Dog School, based on the BBC program of the same name - well, now you know what kind of a dog Adam Richard has - a reject one he picked up an the animal equivalent of the op shop. He is so adorable, I want to squeeze him until his head comes off. (I am worried I might do that one day).

I'm hoping that this is just the first of many Celebrity School ideas. I think we should have Celebrity Driving School where Adriana Xenides and Mel Gibson have to try and get their licenses back; Celebrity Speech Therapy where Shannon Noll and Dipper learn how to speak english; and Celebrity Anger Management where Matthew Newton (allegedly) and Kramer from Seinfeld have electrodes attached to their genitals.

mwah
big air kisses
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