Clever Trevor

I give you the three little shits with Clever Trevor

Ladies and gentlemen. I give you the three little shits with Clever Trevor. Clever Trevor isn’t that clever yet but he’s got me sussed.

I can’t imagine the amount of booze, I’m going to need to get me through the next couple of weeks. He has already resisted efforts to have a puppy pad put under his bum when he was doing a poo. He looked at me like I was fucking demented and went to find another place to get on with it. He didn’t even clean it up. I showed him where the cleaning supplies were located and off he went to do another present for me. Typical man. We are now outnumbered 4 to 2 on the male front in Totes Towers.

We went to get supplies for him from the retail park. That was fun. I walked around like a zombie getting the shop assistants to put everything into a trolley. I was like a zombie due to lack of sleep last night wondering if we were doing the right thing. The staff knew everything I needed luckily as I hadn’t got a clue. I walked around like lady Muck saying “I think that he will need his own towel to wipe his paws on and I think that he needs 2 balls. Oooh I like this lead. He will look well butch in this won’t you clever Trevor, special boy?”

Bella has just said that I’m his grandma as she is his mummy. She’s always had a nasty streak. I’m not sure where she gets it from.