I think it is because my much loved predecessor Hamish the Westie was built on the low centre of gravity model. Like Maradona, or Lionel Messi, as he might have put it. Whereas I, at the moment, am shaping up to be more of a Peter Crouch type*. (Please someone think of a more flattering comparison).
Well this is the only explanation I have for why Gail is so obsessed with taking photos of my legs....
She says that if the pictures are blurry it's because I'm growing so fast and the camera shutter speed is too slow to catch up! Ridiculous, I know.
Now I don't want anyone to think that all this means I'm turning into some kind of an airhead, obsessed with my looks. Certainly not! Hamish, there is no need for all that spinning around in your grave. For I have brains as well as looks and your legacy is secure. Remember how quickly I figured out the dog flap! And I mastered the poo-ing outside thing days ago, and now I even understand that leads are not just for chewing.
I am going to puppy class tonight and shall be so disappointed if quantum electrodynamics are not on the curriculum.....
*Apologies to readers who don't follow football!
