Woof. Woof. It's been a long time since my last post and I really wanted it to be a happy one. But nobody wants to let an octagenarian to live in peace. It's that horrible time of the year. The blasted noisy festival that people seem to adore and look forward to.

Mum had kindly started Me on some pills that were supposed to calm me, but it maybe my age or maybe the noise levels are increasing , I've been beside myself with fear and raging anger.

I've retreated to the relative quiet  of the bathroom to send this off. I need you all to know what's going on here and send help if you can. Water hoses, instant rain, shoot at sight, anything  that can stop these maniacs.

Ria was telling me about some  Make in India project but these noisy buggers seem foreign. They are probably cheaper and so the maniacs can get more for their money! They don't care about any noise pollution or any damage to the environment. They just want their stupid joy.

Ria also fought for me and my brethren with all the stupid building people who don't care a damn about us or the environment. They don't care that they are hastening their own end.
Good job ria and thanks for standing up for us!

I just want to live out the rest of my days in peace.

I say they are really badly brought up. Parents who don't know better are allowing their offspring to just blow up money giving no thought for my brethren in the animal and bird world. All the dogs on the roads have gone into hiding. They will probably go to bed hungry. I know I can't think about food now.

I've been so hoarse barking at them that I really need to sleep. And I'm thirsty but can't stop my watch. Who knows what will happen