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62. Easter Bunny – by Chicken

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The start of my new betterer trench

Monty did say that I all wasn’t allowed to dig in my gooder trench anymore and then he did all get grumpy about it, and stayed near it so I all couldn’t do it. But I is knowing what smelly bum Monty is like, so I did wait for him to get bored and walk aways. I then did go and start a new brand new trench so I did not dig in my old gooder trench, so Monty can’t all get shouty. My new gooder trench is going to be all betterer than my first one.

Today in the afternoon The Fairy did go food shoppering and when she came back Monty did check the bags for cake. He did tell me that people buy extra goody food at Easter and then he did tell me all about the Easter Bunny. I did say that I all wanted to eat the Easter Bunny but he did say I wasn’t allowed. Monty says everything is not allowed!

Monty said the Easter Bunny brings Easter heads made out of choccy chocolate and if I eats the Easter Bunny all the tiny people will cry, because then Bunny won’t be able to bring their heads. He says he is expectoring one as well, and I is not to ‘jeopardise the delivery’ of his choccy head.

The Fairy did say me and Monty is all not eatering any chocolate, so Monty isn’t getting his chocolate head anyway, which means I can eats the Easter Bunny. The Fairy then did say that she wouldn’t let me eats up the Easter Bunny either, but this is all not fair because I don’t gets to eat choccy or the Bunny.

I all did say I would just catch it and keep it as a new toy. So I win.

BOOM! BOOM!

Chicken

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61. Hill Training – by Monty

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Sprint training

When I woke up yesterday I knew instinctively that something was amiss but couldn’t quite put my finger on it. It was not until Chicken and The Fairy went out into the garden to check the snail house that I could see what the problem was. The Fairy now has purple hair. There is some debate about a dog’s ability to see in colour, but it’s definitely purple. I do not respond well when a member of my unit is attacked, and as soon as I find out who did it, I will make sure they are incapable of inflicting this type of injury on anyone else ever again.

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Chicken digging her own trench

With regards to training, I decided to take my unit out to improve the overall fitness level and stamina. Chicken gives me no cause for concern but The Fairy is proving to be the weakest link. The first activity I embarked upon was hill training. I tried to keep up a brisk pace and Chicken coped admirably, but The Fairy moaned and complained all the way to the top. This gives me great cause for concern as the annual fitness test is coming up and I refuse to have one of my company fail. She has a lot of work to do.

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Guard duty

Upon our return, I conducted a short sprinting exercise which we all enjoyed. Chicken then spoilt my whole day by insisting on digging out her so called trench. I thought she had forgotten about it but she returned to it time and time again. I tried to tell her that Bob at the Council had not given her planning permission but she said she didn’t care. I had to stay on guard duty nearly the whole day to prevent her causing further damage.

I have invited Dave from the Station over at the weekend, and I do not want him to:

  1. Think that I cannot control the members of my unit.
  2. See a great big galloping trench in the garden which could be used for conducting some kind of anti-social behaviour.

Monty

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28. Chicken’s trench – by Chicken

BOOM! BOOM! Chicky, Chicky.

Chicky, chicky, BOOM! BOOM!

How clever I is with digging. Today in the morning I did go out and in secret did try to dig a bit more for lovely Monty in his tunnel. It was difficult impossible to digger it though because he has all decided to use it to keep his weeing ball in! Who keeps a footyball in a hole nowadays? I did all at first try to dig up around it and then it was too hard so I thought, get lost Monty Bum, and dig it yourself.

Then I myself had the bestest ever best idea and did decide to dig my own hole which is betterer than his. I did start it on my own and then nosey Monty did come near me and I did tell him to go away with barking and barking because it is MINE.

And then The Fairy did loudly tell me how goody my hole is. The Fairy is always talking talking but when something is really best, she shouts all big and this is how I know that my digging hole is the bestest.

She did shout for too long today this morning, so I had to stop doing the important digging and go to tell her, “I’m not deaf.” The Fairy said I had done enough digging already but she is not clever so she did use the wrong word and say ‘damage’ all by accident.

Chicken xxx

 

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