Trish and Sarah brought me to The Fermanagh Herald for a photoshoot. Did you know that the carpet upstairs has a fantastic grip for going at speed? I took some of those corners so fast, I almost passed myself out. Lots of people got up from their chairs. I’m sure they wanted to talk to me. I tried to get around them all. Some were so busy they didn’t notice I was there. They were staring at screens, looking sad. They needed licking.
The photoshoot was brilliant. I got treats. They begged me to get up on the table. If I did that at home, it’d be “out the back” for me. It wasn’t any old table either, it was a great big table in a room on its own that smelt of biscuits. I had to sit and look at a man with a big black thing in front of his face. It blinked at me lots of times. I was going to go over and sort it out but it didn’t smell dangerous and everyone was smiling. I let it live.