'Kinell what a Kennel

Hi! I'm still here! Obviously you'll have missed me, but it's been all go in the Barneysphere for the past few weeks. A guy has to have a base - you know, somewhere to go back to after all the pats and petting, when all the twolegs are worn out from going "aah", somewhere to escape from the Puparazzi. So, given that I'm a craftsdog supreme, I've been engaged in a design and build project to make sure I live in the lap of luxury such as befits my very good self.

Builders - believe verything you hear about them. Obviously on a large scale design and build project you have to take charge of the budget and project management aspects, but I can't be expected to be doing all the graft, even though I'm a pretty neat woodworker, as you know. SO I've had to enroll some help. Hm. What I wanted was a couple of geezers who could claim not to be cowboys - what I got was the Lone Ranger and Tonto in the form of the fashion victim and his mate Wilbur.

Now don't get me wrong - these are as fine a pair of twolegs as you'd find in their trousers, and they did work hard, even in the rain. But you have to accept the fact that when they get together they're as daft as brushes - they must be: their particular heroes are the Chuckle Brothers. I ask you - ask me!

I think the final construction is environmentally friendly, but I'm not sure when you think about the number of trips to B&Q for forgotten items that the fashion victim had to take. I don't know how many trees I'll have to wee up to cancel my carbon footprint!

Anyhow, that's the finished article in the picture above. A little bijou pad with a pleasant outlook. Nice sleeping quarters and plenty of space to work out & flex the pecs or just relax. If you want something similar, send a message to me - to you! Then you can suffer Wilbur and the fashion victim for a weekend..............