Magnus 17th February

Been a busy week.  LOTS of people in the studio.  All with red tops on.  The Welsh were here!
 I'm having a lot of fun watching the Five Nations Rugby with Ewen.  It's all very exciting.  Scotland haven't done so well.  On the other hand Ireland have and I'm an Irish Wolfhound.  England have and I was born in England.  I like Standard French Poodles, particularly a chocolate brown one that lives across the field.  I like pasta---very Italian.  And then there is Gelert the faithful Wolfhound of Welsh tales.  Pam says "Lady and the Tramp" has a story just like Gelert.  They had a rat, a baby and Tramp was sent to the pound.  Gelert had a wolf, a baby and ended up being killed by his master!!!  Not a Disney ending at all.  Anyway it's good to be a creature of the world.
Rugby balls are easier to carry then footballs.  I can't always get my mouth round a football.

Mirren 17th February

What is this male preoccupation with chasing balls?  Round ones, oval ones, little tiny white ones, fluffy lemon ones, variously coloured hard ones.  Magnus also needs to decide which camp his paw is in.  He can't always be supporting the winning side.  I am a Scottish Deerhound.  There are no arguments, even when we are getting cuffed at rugby.  Unfortunate, but true.
Anyway, while he's watching the rugby I get peace to lounge where I want.  The joys of a quiet, sport free afternoon.  While the boys are away, the girls get to lie about.
I also wish to raise the question...if dogs are colour blind how does he know which shirt to support on the TV?  That's it! Eureka! He doesn't know.  He can't tell the difference.  He just supports the winner.

Typical. Huh!!