Sunday, 23 March 2003
Wednesday, 19 March 2003
Guess where we have just been. To a training class. Not to train, you understand. TJam's aim was to get us in the building, which was a small miracle in itself, given the noise we were making in the beginning.
It seems we have stolen one too many pieces of rubbish before running off. TJam is furious with us so now we have to go to dog school.