The kelb has been getting on my last nerve today. He has all the world to lie in, but he insists on parking his fetid carcass right next to me. I don't even like him, he disgusts me! I think he is either a cretin of the first degree or a masochist, he doesn't even move when I bite him, a sacrifice on my part as he is truly putrid and tastes of feet.
The female Infidel has been for a haircut today, as it was starting to resemble a crash helmet. She returned looking like a tactically shaved orangutan. I cannot see the point in this exercise, but then I am not a vain person! I am naturally blessed with good looks and perfect fur which is more than can be said for the miscreants who infest this hell hole. Not a decent haircut amongst them!