Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend
We’ve decided to get into the sprit of things for Queen Elizabeth’s Diamond Jubilee. After all, 60 years reign is a long time. I struggle with being on a rein for an afternoon walk, let alone being on one for 60 years!!
You have to admire the Queen, the throne looks really uncomfortable and having to balance a crown on your head while carrying out the royal duties can’t always be a barrel of laughs. It really is a far yelp from a comfy old chair and a juicy bone.
Of course, His Royal Highness Raven, the superior cat who knows all things, reminded Lola and I that female cats have always been Queens! I mean, how could we forget that?
Anyway, back to us dogs. Lola and I are getting ready to celebrate the Jubilee and while I concentrate on the important things like making sure the royal fridge is stocked, Lola gets distracted by her fascination with the crown jewels and quietly disappears down the back stairs to hunt through the treasure chests of jewels stored in the dungeons below our office (sometimes I think Lola is part cat!).
Why is it, I ask you, that we males can be lured by the thought of a hearty dinner and some fun company, but girls, like our Lola, insist on making it hard work by over exciting themselves with searching for clothes and jewels to wear?
Lola will tell you, that the Jubilee is a really special occasion and she needs a very special outfit, one fit for the Queen. But I’m left standing shaking my head at that.
However, it didn’t take long before Lola jubilantly emerged from the treasure chests below, covered in diamonds and all things sparkly. She was a vision of royal bejewelled loveliness and no one could stop smiling at her… not even Raven!
You have to admire the Queen, the throne looks really uncomfortable and having to balance a crown on your head while carrying out the royal duties can’t always be a barrel of laughs. It really is a far yelp from a comfy old chair and a juicy bone.
Of course, His Royal Highness Raven, the superior cat who knows all things, reminded Lola and I that female cats have always been Queens! I mean, how could we forget that?
Anyway, back to us dogs. Lola and I are getting ready to celebrate the Jubilee and while I concentrate on the important things like making sure the royal fridge is stocked, Lola gets distracted by her fascination with the crown jewels and quietly disappears down the back stairs to hunt through the treasure chests of jewels stored in the dungeons below our office (sometimes I think Lola is part cat!).
Why is it, I ask you, that we males can be lured by the thought of a hearty dinner and some fun company, but girls, like our Lola, insist on making it hard work by over exciting themselves with searching for clothes and jewels to wear?
Lola will tell you, that the Jubilee is a really special occasion and she needs a very special outfit, one fit for the Queen. But I’m left standing shaking my head at that.
However, it didn’t take long before Lola jubilantly emerged from the treasure chests below, covered in diamonds and all things sparkly. She was a vision of royal bejewelled loveliness and no one could stop smiling at her… not even Raven!
Our little princess Lola, how bright she shone, the most precious of gems.
Bring on the Jubilee I say!
Woof!
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