He’s extremely demanding. He wants food, love, stroking and general attention and he wants them NOW. He does these violent sort of nuzzles on my face when I'm trying to work on the computer.
This must be what it's like living with Robbie Williams.
However, I was singing along to one of the acts on American Idol last night (look, I got carried away when Randy kept saying "You go dog, REPRESENT!" once too often) and Ziggy gave me a look which was part disgust, part pity, part Simon Cowell.
It’s over to the voting public now – only they can save me for another week.
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