My little dog, Henry, a cavalier King Charles spaniel, wanted to write his biography and include some of his opinions in it. We decided the best place for him to do this was on Squidoo as a lens.

The result is Henry’s Biography: A Small Dog’s Tale. Outwardly, he’s a very sweet, lovable dog but, reading this, we find out he has his acerbic side and quite a sharp tongue.

He’s also not above a little play-acting, it seems, to prolong cuddles and attention.

I knew he had a difficult time with Saffy, our other dog, who was not happy when Henry arrived in the house. She thought getting another dog was the worst idea we ever had.

Truthfully, I think I’d better admit I wrote the lens. I’m sorry to disappoint you and it was very bad of me to lie about it.

I often make up remarks that I think one or other dog is making. Like when we give them dog food they don’t like and say to them, “Try it, it’s nice” and “Yummy, yummy, in your tummy”.  They sit there with stony, cynical expressions on their faces. I’m sure they’re saying, “If it’s that nice, you’d eat it yourself.” Or when I have the flea spray out and call them to me. They look at me and seem to say, “You’ve got to be joking. We can see and smell the nasty spray.”

Even if I did write Henry’s Biography myself, it’s still a fairly accurate story of his life although he might not hold all the opinions that I put in his mouth. He looks like he does, though.