The Loose Association of Wargamers

As always, Jeremy has the right of it, us dogs are effin’ brilliant.

Posties, on the other paw, are Satan’s lackeys and deserve to be chased from this plane of existence. (Except when delivering parcels of wargaming goodies. Then they get to deliver the parcel before being lunch.)

And Jackapoos are nails... This was a whole sheep when she started...

Marlie loves our local Jackapoo, Reg. If we're on opposite sides of the road one of us will have to cross so they can have a hug.

Here's Tinks at this very moment; Keeping a good lookout and guarding the Precious Books from The Borrowers...

Part Jack Russell, part Meerkat?

In SA, we rescued a spaniel from the Lion Farm, she was running between the two fences. Managed to get her out and no one claimed her. We brought her over here and she Meerkats properly for attention. Sits on her haunches and can hold herself up like that for ages.

I don't want to derail the pooch fest, which I'm thoroughly enjoying, but yesterday I bought a new deodorant. It said remove wrapper and push up the bottom. So I did. I can hardly walk now, but when I fart the room smells lovely.

We need a consumer report on its longevity. We're prepared to chip in for new ones in November.

But we'll still keep the flamethrower as back-up, right?