Bert: *sigh*
Me: Hey Bert
Bert: Hey Mum, gissa cuddle
Me: Okay, but can you stop drooling on my jeans, please? There’s a good chap.
Bert: Scratch my ears..ooh yeah…a little higher…perfect. And I need to pee.
Me: Well, I’m just busy typing something – I’ll be done in a minute. And move your head off my lap – I can’t type properly
Bert: *sigh*
Me: Patience, Biffer – two ticks, honestly.
Bert: *sigh*
Me: Tsk
Bert: I don’t think you’re quite grasping the gravity of my situation, I really need to go.
Me: Look, I’m just finishing, I’ll be done in two seconds.
Bert: Done yet? Hmm? Can we go?
Me: Nearly. And stop licking my trousers, I’ll look like I’ve wet myself
Bert: Now I’ve really, really got to go.
Me: Jeez, Bert. Cross your legs for a minute.
Bert: It’s desperate. Can we go? Can we? Please? Huh? Can we? Huh? Huh?
Me: Almost….done… don’t lick my arm, your breath is gross
Bert: Okay, then, don’t say I didn’t warn you – I’m just popping upstairs to your bedroom…
Me: Arrghh! Okay! I’m coming now!
Bert: Heh. Works every time.
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A peg should do it!
Jen: Paperclip?? Heh x
Jay: Exactly. I guess we shouldn’t moan – at least they ask (!). Bert does this constant, whiny, high pitched thing until he gets his own way. Grrrr. x
Jen: Hah, emotional blackmailers have nothing on my Bert. He’s the King of Manipulation
Ma: Raining? No way! Bert doesn’t DO rain! x
Baino: Christ, I’d just have to have a hinge on the whole door! Would save a bit of effort, though, I agree x
Nutty: Yeah, you see, and I always thought he was really stupid. Just goes to show you… x
I’m bad at having conversations with Stewie. There’s times now I don’t even realise I’m sitting talking away to him and when I catch myself on I just have to leave the room for my sanity…. however he’s not just a dog but a shadow as well so I’m not on my own again for long.
Found the link to have a pic whilst reading Grandad’s blog! – Ta Muchly Grandad