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Category Archives: Chico
Snooze
Cheeks taking his afternoon nap after a walk up the park and some pan gridled steak.
Easy like Sunday morning
I got up today just before 8am, as you can see from the photograph, Cheeks has hatched one of his ‘I’m going to keep Daddy warm so he doesn’t go out’ plans.
Dastardly if you ask me?
Chomp
Chomp chomp chomp!
Belly time
This is how Mr. Cheeks greets me when I come home!
Belly rub time!
Cheeks wants to go out!!
Mr. Cheeks the Weatherman
Mr. Cheeks loves nothing better than catching some serious rays and sunning his arse!Â
My dog is a very effective barometer and I can often tell how the weather is going to be based upon his behaviour!
For example, he was happily lapping up the Sun, took one look up at the sky and slithered in before the rain started coming down!
Here he is at his happiest, Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you:
Chico, the solar powered hound!
Man’s best friend
I can genuinely understand the saying ‘A dog is a man`s best friend’
Chico telepathically seems to know exactly when the football is on and I can not think of how Sky Sports ‘Super Sunday’ would feel without him laying by my side whilst I watch the beautiful game?
Unknown to most, Cheeks is a keen follower of the sport and a diehard Manchester United fan; he and I often have in-depth chats about our mutual appreciation of the game.
He thinks Chris Waddle talks shite and Alan Smith is a boring ballbag.
Come on you Reds!
Snoozy Sundays
Lazy Saturday mornings with the mutt
I had every intention of making this weekend a quiet one after last weekends debauchery; last friday I had my Christmas Party (two bottles of red wine, whiskey and lager resulted in me being a bit fragile the next day. Tut), recovery on the Saturday (thanks to a 5 hour nap with the dog) and then I spent Sunday cleaning the house and putting up the Christmas decorations.
OK, so only Friday was debauched, but I still wanted to chill! Is that a crime!? I know I should be out sky diving and stuff like that along with everyone else my age, but this time of year is all about relaxation to me!
It’s now midday and I am still sat in my spacious and comfy armchair with my feet up on another chair, the duvet is wrapped around me and Chico traditionally placed himself onto my lap about 2 hours ago; neither of us have moved since.
Whatever half-arsed reluctant plans I had went right out of the window and it further proves my theory that:
Chico+lap = Not conducive to energetic Saturday morning starts!
The Antikrish 
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