Everyone who knows me knows about my  'Christmas Singing Dog'! he's happy, he's white, he's been with me for two whole years and sings two merry christmas songs. Unfortunately disaster struck when I was brought him to liven up the study room this christmas!

The History of the Christmas Singing Dog
Ok, so a couple of years back, sometime around christmas (obviously) my nan passed away, she was the owner of the christmas singing dog! now nobody in my family wanted it so I decided 'Sigh... i'll take in the Christmas Singing Dog and he can live in my bedroom!' Ever since he has been there to sing, do impressions of chinese karate trainers.

However, history was about to change... when Me, Steve and Mark headed down the street to get lunch. When we got back we we're all in horror to find out that he wasn't as talkative as usual and we presumed that he was just 'out of batteries' and accepted it as his time to recharge. It turned out, as a matter of fact that he wasn't low on batteries but had been tampered with and destroyed, beyond repair, broken, cureless, hopeless, impossible, incorrigible, incurable, irrecoverable, irredeemable, irremediable, irremedial, irreplaceable, irretrievable, irreversible, ruined, uncorrectable and unrecoverable. (I really don't get it, why would any do it? I mean, if they didn't want the dog to sing anymore why couldn't they just tell me? or stop pressing the bleedin' button!)

We did figure out who did it, it was to all our surprise... Debbie, she had told us that she had done it and threatened to throw it out of the window for some f*$%*^£ reason or another! (Once again, I have no idea why she did it, maybe just to spite me or whatnot but either way, to be fair, we did half expect someone to have a go at him)

Luckily!!! Kev agreed to find a screwdriver and fix him, we we're not sure if it was too late and we had already planned saying goodbye to the poor fella'. After  a good 5/10 of fixing and such he started to sing again! (well, when you pressed the button!) and we placed him back under the tree whilst she just continued to curse about throwing him out again.

Although we did get him fixed... and at the end of the day it was only a singing christmas dog :P I was still a little angry and more upset (than anything) that she would do such a thing.

Meh?