The Truth on Random Stuff

Ok, this is a weird and wonderful subject!
Random is...anything!
It will only be classed as 'random' if you say somthing that
A) hasnt been mentioned
B) hasn't been mentioned to anything related eg. saying cats aint random if your talkin bout a pet shop, u get it?
C) everyone around you has to say WHAT! and be confuesed by you!
Its also not random if you say the word rabndom andd then somthing random.
You cannot be random after reading this!
WEIRD!

Th unforgetable truth about my dog!

Woo! Fianlly bloggers out there and beyond my tiny mind, I have time to blog about my fluffy, stinky, occasionally totally disgusting doggie called Charlie. He is a cross breed between a West Highland Terrier and a Bechion Freize. (I am hoping thats how you spell it! Ahhhhh!) And, i am so sorry my fellow earthlings, marslings and zoglings, I have no picture for you! Eeeekkkkk! I am sorry so I will put one on later. This is the truth on the strabge life of my dog, so here goes!
1. He smells. Face it, he is a male dog. They all smell.
2. He is crazy. He madly runs around like a demented thing. It can be funny, or disturbing.
3. He is a lonley hearts dog, meaning he has no love life. This is probably a good thing.
4. (Dont ask why its a good thing, just trust me!)
5. He is a pig. Seriously, I have NEVER seen a dog so crazy about food!
6. I love him to peices, and if I put a picture on here later you will see why!
7. He dressed up in a new years eve hat at New Year. Dont ask, please.
There you have it buddys out there. My dog. Lowdown. Over. Transmition finished. Leaving in 5...4...3...2...bye!...1...Gone.