Pupparazzi attack

I am never safe from the flashy beast that has moved in. I can't even walk down the stairs in peace any more...

Polie is sacked

Last night I was taking some time out to squash mum by sitting on her chest. Someone (obviously it wasn't mum since I was sitting on her) got out the new flashy beast and took a photo. And where was Polie in all of this? Fast asleep in the couch.
Even more frightening, look at what mum is wearing. Sleepy pants! How embarrassing!!!

Grrreta had a great suggestion for Polie yesterday. She said he'd be more bodyguard-like if he had dark glasses on. Well, we tried that and had no success. See?
Maybe it would have been better if I didn't steal mum's designer sunglasses to give Polie.

Polie is fairly useless

So I have hired Polie to be my bodyguard. It's his job to protect me from the pupparazzi and the giant flashy thing that has moved into our house. Yesterday, I was taking a nap on mum and dad's bed and Polie was supposed to watch over me.



He's not very good, is he? He is supposed to chase away the pupparazzi or put his giant paw in their faces to stop them taking photos... and look what happens. I think he was sleeping on the job!

Does anyone know any good bodyguard training courses?