<html><head></head><body><div class="yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family:Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:16px;"><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">This is Hettie</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">I am so fed up with this prancing princess who has come to stay (and I mean, stay) with us. She is so full of airs and graces.</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">First of all she was like "I own everything", well. woMum soon put her right on that! You should have seen how far her nose went out of joint when she was not allowed on the sofa.</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">She refuses to play with me. She can only eat super-posh food and she goes into raging attack monster if she sees another dog. She's exhausting.</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Now Bronwyn, I know you meant well with your message, but believe me, she really doesn't need encouraging. </div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">And finally, Merta Lou and Doc, I am so sorry your Momperson had to stay away for a while. I'm sure she'll be home soon, so in the meantime look after Mr Biskit.</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Lots of snuggles</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Hettie, in the UK (BTW my tummy seems back to normal now, so thank you all for the advice)</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div></div></body></html>