She knows what she likes:
Occasionally she gets a little distracted:
But she understands what it takes to succeed in showbiz:
She knows all about the importance of being pampered:
And likes to look good:
She’s accomplished at working the cameras, and knows all her best angles:
She practices every trick over and over to get them just right:
And isn’t above taking a selfie or two:
She won’t get out of bed for just anything:
Very occasionally she takes a leaf out of the book of her owner, Miranda:
She has some golden nuggets of life advice to dish out:
And she knows that there’s one thing which can solve any problem, no matter how big or small:
Of course, she has her own ‘dlog’ (like a vlog, but for dogs):
And knows all the backstage goss:
Like most dogs, she has an acute sense of smell:
But she’ll never understand why people SHARE food!
Most of all though, she’s thrilled about her new book:
Peggy and Me – Miranda Hart
Hello dear book browser and welcome to Peggy and Me. The story of my life since getting a beautiful Shih-Tzu Bichon Frise cross puppy (I call the breed a Shitty Frise – fun) in the form of Peggy. Some of you may be thinking: “a book about a dog, how totally brilliant, I need hear no more, I’m sold.” In which case we should be best friends and go out to tea together, every day.
Others of you may be thinking: “a book about a dog, how totally mad, she must have officially lost it.” In which case I completely understand. For I once viewed dog owners with much suspicion. The way they obsessively talk about their dogs often using voices for them to reply; the way they have a light covering of dog hair all over their clothes and sofas; and worse, an alarming comfort and ease around excrement.
But I now get why people become so mad about their hounds. It wasn’t instant love I have to admit. Getting a puppy when I was at a low ebb in my life wasn’t easy – there was a lot of challenging, what I call, dog administration (dog-min), and the humiliating first trip to the vet still haunts me. It’s been a bumpy old road, but Peggy has been lovingly by my side through some life changing moments and I wouldn’t have coped without her. Most surprisingly she has taught me a huge amount – not how to get an old pie packet out of a bin and lick it (I could already do that), but real lessons about life and love and trust and friendship.
Put aside any doggy reservations and come walkies with Peggy and me…