Well, Craig seems to have lost his brain at the moment. On Sunday he lost his keys, then Hanni found them this morning, and then about an hour later when Craig took me to the tree to do a wee, he left his keys in the flat!
I think he's going insane.
So we were locked out of the flat with no money, no mobile phone, nothing! We had to go and borrow some money from the nice man in the bakery so we could get a taxi to where Hanni works so we could borrow her keys.
He's having a tough day, so I think I'll not do a wee on the new rug today.
I've not told you about my new rug, have I? Well, it's white, and it looks a bit like a polar bear. I'm not sure why, but I just like peeing on it. I've done it twice now! I was proud of myself, but then Craig and Hanni shouted at me.
Tonight, there's more football on telly. Craig and Hanni had a big discussion about whether I was an England or Germany fan; Craig said I'm an English Cocker Spaniel so I should support England; Hanni said I was born in Germany, so I should support them.
In the end, they decided I should support Spain, cos I'm a Spaniel. Frankly, I don't care, I just wanna get my teeth into that juicy ball they keep kicking around.