My very own pet chikin. By Bessie

So the people who came on Tuesday never phoned to make an offer and now they won't return the estate agents calls.   That very silly.  Just tell them you not interested, don't be big babies about it.

On Thursday it was Lotty's third birthday.  She got a squeaky phone, a ball and a tuggy toy.  I broke the ball and I got told off.   Mummy defrosted some fish to make us a birthday fish pie but then she remembered she had someone coming to view the house the next day so she said we can have fish pie on Friday cos she don't want the house to smell bad.  Anyway you supposed to eat fish on a Friday, it says so in the bible or something.

The wife of the man what came on Friday came to see the house on her own yesterday.   Nobody could get time off work though so Mummy had to do all the cleaning, well actually there wasn't any cleaning - just mopping the floor and hoovering, by herself and then cos it was a warm day she didn't want to put us in the car so we had to be home when the lady came.  Mummy hated doing that cos she don't want people to smell doggyness.  That so cheeky, we doesn't smell.   Anyway the lady said she liked dogs.  Mummy said we can fill the pond in if you don't like it but her said she did like it.  After she gone Geoff the estate agent say she really liked the house and her husband really liked the house so it looks promising.  Mummy get all excited and then he drops the bombshell...they got three houses that they are deciding between.   Oh...
The fish pie was lovely.  It was cod, sardines mashed potato and coconut oil.  We loved it lots.

So today nobody was coming to look at the house so Daddy drove Mummy to the dentist and then they went out to drop Katie off at her friends house and to buy a plant pot to replace the one what has split.
They thought they would have a look in this new furniture shop what has opened.  It looked a bit cheap and nasty from the outside but it was amazing inside.  They had all the furniture Mummy and Daddy want for the new house, even the suite for the lounge that Mummy invented in her head.    Them wished them had sold the house cos them would have bought the lounge suit, a new memory foam mattress, a coffee table and a dining table and chairs.    The shop was having a 50% off sale too but it finishes tomorrow.  But them say they can't commit to buying stuff if they haven't got anywhere to put it.   Them was sad.

Then they went to the garden centre and bought a really big plant pot.   Mummy managed to control herself and didn't buy a single candle.  Mind you she did say this morning she needs to go to Ikea to stock up on scented tealights.  I think she might be slightly addicted to candles.  Then the estate agent phoned and said her hasn't managed to get hold of the people from yesterday.   *Big sigh*   It like a never ending cycle of disappointment.  

Did I tell you Daddy said we could have some chikins if we move to that cottage?   Mummy and Daddy were in the fish shop last week and they sell chikins now and Andy what works there was telling Mummy and Daddy all about the chikins and them went to look and them was lovely.  Mummy want these big brown ones called gold laced barnevelders.  Daddy say he could build a good coop out of pallets what him could "borrow" from work.   Mind you then Daddy changed his mind after and said us houndies might eat the chikins.  We wouldn't.  We are good girls.