Zoë Bowyer

So, me, Dave and the dogs were sitting chatting about how the dogs would have to take a cut in their pocket money due to the credit crunch. The dogs were keen to help in any way they could and suggested that perhaps they could go out to work in order to bring in a few quid – to keep them in James Wellbeloved chow and pigs ears.

Gracie thought that she could get work as a dog model, sure she has plenty of experience of posing for photos and she is working on the bulimia and drugs addiction (see Chocolate story below). Maya thought that if Gracie still had her big long ear hairs she could have got work at the hairdressing college, where the students could have practised their crimping iron skills on her.

Maya didn’t really know what she wanted to do. She thought maybe she would be well suited as some kind of meeter and greeter as she just loves meeting new people. I suggested that she should hire herself out as a professional mop head.

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