People

Peggy: "Why have they closed the door? There are someone outside and now I can't go check what he is doing."

Tobia: "Perhaps they don't want you to bark at him?"

Peggy: "You stay quiet, I just tell him that I'm watching him, that he'd better behave, I don't jump on him like someone else! And besides, perhaps he needs a hand, you never know. But they close the door and I can't really take responsability... if something happens, it's not my fault!"

Tobia: "Peggy, I know you are very clever and hardworking but you really shouldn't think the world doesn't turn without your help."

Peggy: "How do you know?"

Money

Tobia: "Have you seen that they have closed our account? That we can no longer earn money with this blog? I don't think it is fair. They could have given us a warning. Or at least give us the money, we had already earned."

Peggy: "Fair? Did you think that they know that word? They just know numbers, not words. Money, money, money. Can't blame them, really. It is a dog eats dog world."

Tobia: "But what do we do now?"

Peggy: "What do we do? Eh, we do what we've always been doing. That is: I make sure that nothing strange happens and you continue sleeping! This way our people can concentrate on working and make up for the earnings we've lost."

Tobia: "I think, I will be extra kind to my master and the tall one now. Also because I saw that he brought back something that looked like dog treats! Anyway, I suggest that we keep up this blog, I really have come to like it."

Peggy: "And you really should be more carefull about what you are saying."

Return

Tobia: "He is back, I am really so very content! Only now I realized how much I have been missing him!"

Peggy: "Hm, well, let's see if he stays! How can you manage things in a place where people keep going away, coming back, bringing in guests... without telling me!"

Tobia: "But aren't you happy he is back?"

Peggy: "I guess so, but really: what is that other person doing here? how long is he going to stay? and what kind of oggly-goggly language are they talking to each other. Seems almost like they have a sore throat!"

Number Three

Peggy: "I can't believe it, did you hear what they talked about on the phone? A third dog. Without asking me!"

Tobia: "But they said it was a well-behaved dog. Of course we have to see how we would get along, after all it is a male and and American to boot. But it is a hunting dog so I'm sure we would have something to talk about."

Peggy: "Which means another good for nothing male sitting around all day doing nothing. And who is to do all the work here? Me, as usual."

Tobia: "Well, each day has enough in its own sorrows - wait and see what will happen. The most important thing anyways is that the tall one will be coming soon."

Peggy: "So what - that just means no more sofas, no more bed room and no more cookies at breakfast. I was beginning to get used to being alone with your master... even to like it. Much more freedom, you know."

Hate

Tobia: "Did you hear our master on the phone yesterday or were you too busy barking at the neighbor?"

Peggy: "I heard him, I'm not a male and therefore I'm able to do several things at the same time."

Tobia: "But what do you think about that man that killed so many people? I really can't understand it."

Peggy: "You would do the same thing if you were let loose in the middle of a flock of pheasants."

Tobia: "That is not the same thing... They were people like himself! When we meet other dogs, we are on equal terms, perhaps we fight... well, some do, it's really not my style, but killing off people like that is not.... excuse the term "human". And what can they do now with a person like that?"

Peggy: "Ha, "human" as you put it is not really what some people are best at! They could and should take a lesson from us. And I could think of a few things, I would like to do to him to re-educate him. Supremacy, my foot!"

Rain

Peggy: "First you kept calling for you dear master because you wanted to go out but after one look at the weather, you turn around and go back to your bed. What kind of behaviour is that?"

Tobia: "But it is raining! I can't go out in that weather."

Peggy: "Nonsense, you're not made of sugar nor of salt, you won't melt!"

Tobia: "But if I get my paws wet, I will get dermatitis and then what?"

Peggy: "Dermatitis, my foot! That comes from using your paw as a pacifier. If you would just stop licking it, it wouldn't bother you so at all."

Telephone

Tobia: "Peggy, I am so content, I just talked with the tall one on the telephone. Or rather: He talked to me but I was too moved, I could just stand there and wag my tail. And he said the nicest things: Dog treat, walks, biscuit!"

Peggy: "Who? what tall one? Ah, ok, I remember him. But he is not here and what good are a few words on the phone, words are cheap! And with him gone, I am the one to take care of everything here. I'll speak my mind to him when he comes back whenever that may be. Some people do just what pleases them, without thinking about the rest of us!"

Tobia: "That is simply not true! You are not the one that has to do everything around here! My master is in charge and doing a very good job indeed!"

Peggy: "All right, I'll keep my mouth shut but that doesn't mean that I agree with you!"

Peggy: "Well, all right, he does what he can but he is always away."

Tobia: "Peggy, you are not being fair and you know it! All that complaining seriously upsets me, you know."