An impression of.....

a giraffe.

I am not a performing monkey

I have been informed that this weekend is the weekend of The Christmas Card Shoot. My last shoot was with new best friend and uber photographer Polly, there is a lot to live up to.

I realise I am an integral part of the brand, and having my face on the card is flattering and all.

If you think I am dressing up. Think again.

Copy cat

White Stuff have opened on the High Street.

They have their very own shop dog.

Nice hat....

Let me see you shake your tail feathers

All those Christmas wreaths require pheasant feathers.

I am in charge of procurement.

Mentor programme

I have a new project.

I will be mentoring him in the important things.

Posing for the camera, how to work the wonky ears to his advantage, accessorising.

He is the Luke Skywalker to Yoda. If you can't beat them, you might as well mentor them, become their manager and take a percentage.

A bad owner

always blames their tools.

Perks of being a shop dog

Flower school yesterday.

A lady called Andrea brought me treats, which i may or may not have eaten in a single sitting.

Then Polly took me to the pub for a glass of fizzy pop.

It's not Ibiza, but there are worse places to hang out everyday.