Hi, I’m Ozzy. I am a Staffordshire bull terrier, very strong and brave and… well you know what I mean! I’m more of the playful type, love to play I do. I’m quite lively I suppose, and NEVER shy. “OZZY! COME HERE!” Elle again. Typical!
“What?” I said and came up to her.
“WALKIES!” My ears pricked up and my tail started wagging.
“Good! Now you get my harness, I’ll get my lead!” I ordered her. I ran to the peg and tugged my lead down. “Good boy Ozzy!” Molly took the lead from me, and unhooked the harness. “Thanks mo!” I woofed. Then Amy(with difficulty) put on the harness and clipped on the lead. Next there was all the hassle about “Mum my trainers don’t fit!” (Amy). “MUM! Molly nicked my coat!” (Elle). “Bu…bu…but I, I, I, didn’t mean too!” (Molly followed by an innocent smile!) And FINALLY we all stumbled outside zipping up our coats and asking to ride our scooters. Ok, so Elle and Molly have scooters,right? Do you have a scooter? I wish I could ride one, they look so fast and… graceful! Anyway, Elle has a red one that flashes up and Molly has a smaller blue one because Elle is 6 and Molly is 5. And I am 7, bigger than them!They say I'm ONE which is stupid really. Then again, you humans can be pretty dumb.