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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: November 2008
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Tuesday, 25 November 2008. The Boofhead Guide to Bling. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Boofy Stuff About Me. I'm your basic everyday Old English Sheepdog transported without my permission from Australia to Italy. Having barely mastered Australian, I'm now expected to conquer Italian. Boh! Cibo = food. Next? View my complete profile. The Boofhead Guide to Bling. A Zillion More Boofheads Just Like Me! A Boofheads Guide to Shakespeare. Hunter S. Thompson rip-off.
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: November 2007
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Tuesday, 27 November 2007. Boofheads And Painters Don't Mix. The two-legged dogs can't leave well enough alone. Now they've decided to get the place painted. My ordered world reduced to chaos. Worst of all, my beloved snoozing spot has been taken from me:. Where, once, this was the order of the day:. I'm now reduced to this:. And to think that my mother and uncle were both Dulux dogs, used in advertisements to flog Dulux paint in Australia. They're out of my will. I was here first.
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: Yes We Can Plagiarise
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Thursday, 12 March 2009. Yes We Can Plagiarise. So I stirred from my boofy winter hibernation. What had changed in the world? I was hungry. In other words, nothing had changed. But lo. No, that's not a typo. That's a Boofhead waxing lyrical. But I digress. But lo, something had changed on yonder shores. There's some more lyrical waxing. As distinct from bikini-line waxing, which I'll be attending to shortly. That's Italian for roots. If this isn't the most blatant case of plagiar...
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: Nella Cucina con Dermott II
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Thursday, 1 January 2009. Nella Cucina con Dermott II. Opposable thumbs. How did I survive without them for so long? Now, the thing is, my opposable thumbs have meant more than just that I can now knit. Though, ensconced in an easy chair, boofy hind paws up on a comfy pouffe, the old knit-one-purl-one does have its therapeutic benefits. Just as therapeutic - and less likely to have the local cani. Whispering behind their Italian paws that I'm a Friend of Dorothy. The first task w...
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: March 2009
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Thursday, 12 March 2009. Yes We Can Plagiarise. So I stirred from my boofy winter hibernation. What had changed in the world? I was hungry. In other words, nothing had changed. But lo. No, that's not a typo. That's a Boofhead waxing lyrical. But I digress. But lo, something had changed on yonder shores. There's some more lyrical waxing. As distinct from bikini-line waxing, which I'll be attending to shortly. That's Italian for roots. If this isn't the most blatant case of plagiar...
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: July 2008
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Thursday, 17 July 2008. A Boofhead Guide to Coping With Global Warming. Pffft Polar Bears overheating? Selfless Boofhead that I am, global warming only enters my consciousness when it impacts on me in general and my stomach in particular. Aside from the two-legged dogs, my most important food source is the neighbours, Marina and Lorenzo, not to forget their figlio. Anyways. The dining table is the metal lid of a very old cisterna. Italian for a well) is that a pozzo. Lid is - 26 ...
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: September 2008
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Monday, 22 September 2008. Summer Summer, Wherefore Art Thou Summer? Yes, I've been on holidays. Reading Shakespeare. He's some English coot fond of a bit of a scribble. English? It's not like any English language this boofhead has come across before. On the whole, as soft fruits go, I prefer a Strawberry. You don't end up picking bits of silicon chip out of your boofy teeth. What happened to my leisurely days and nights bludging food from the neighbours? Links to this post.
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: On Getting Your Poles Confused, Gloves, Michael Jackson and Quick -vs- Slow Death
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Wednesday, 21 October 2009. On Getting Your Poles Confused, Gloves, Michael Jackson and Quick -vs- Slow Death. S o I've been away for a while. I needed a change of scenery. Summer does that to a Boofhead. I travelled. How does a Boofhead travel? On a budget. I wrapped all my worldly goods - my signed fan photo of Lassie in her lingerie, a brisket bone, and €2 for bus money - in a spotted handkerchief, tied it to a pole, and set off. Anyways, the world was my ostrica. And I knew it.
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore: Vale Barbara
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I Am Dog, Hear Me Snore. Tuesday, 20 October 2009. I did my best to offend her over the years. God, how I tried:. She bore it all. And she was entitled. Always. Some things you take for granted. You expect them always to be there. Little things can leave big, gaping, unfillable holes. Barbara, my accomplice. Normal service will be resumed. Im very sorry about your sister. My favorite picture is when she is standing on the bed, telling you off. 21 October 2009 at 15:49. 22 October 2009 at 12:33. Pointing ...
