Cathy was whinging about the current seriousness at OCICBW... and its myriad subsidiaries this morning and asked why there had not been any cute dogs and stuff recently. Fortunately and purely coincidentally Paul(A), who is as soppy at heart as Cathy, sent me just the pic to cheer our Australian in exile up. And here it is:
Awwwwwww!! Cute dawgs indeed. Thank you Mad Priest and Paul (A), I am now indisputably cheered up. And being dubbed both “dizzy” and “soppy” in the space of a single week by the mighty Mad Priest is truly an honour I never looked to have bestowed upon me.
PS I wasn’t really whinging, Mad Priest. Given the final results of the election, there’s plenty of room for doominess in this world.
I blame “The Guardian.”
Sadly, you may be partly right. I’m sure they’re sorry now.
Awwwww…
…but I’m not soppy.
–sheila–
No. And you’re not even a sheila, Sheila.