Category: Katrijn
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Gossip Bun
Haas… and then… … with … but no hay… … … but then she said … couldn’t believe it … … honestly Haas Here she comes… don’t look! …
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Trouser time
This season’s hemline reflects our current economic climate: it’s sweeping the floor. AW11’s trouser length is maxi sub-tail, my dears. No two ways about it. Haas can’t get enough of the extra fluffiness… Haste thee to thy nearest stylist to get in on the latest trend. You read it here first!
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Haas in hiding
He’s done a runner again. Bet he’s bingeing on some grass he doesn’t want to share with me! I can smell it… … a mile away! SNARF! Gotcha mister, hand over the loot…!
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Finished the grass…
Weakling grass! Grows too slow for celebuns living in the fast lane. Gimme hay any day!
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The TMF Munch Scale
Our roving reporter, Mitzi, has sent in some pre-approved treats for us to enjoy. She sent us the following report: The contents of this bag are a mix of biscuits of varying shapes and flavours, meeting multi-bun preferences and tastes while remaining suitably attractive. Crunchiness and crumbliness both score high on the TMF (TiaMitziFlopsy) Munch…
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Stuck!
Ouch!! Pe’al, gizza gen’le shove up da backside, dere’s a good fluffbum, Ah fink me tail’s stuck in da bars once again.
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Messy mane = skimpy bikini
This is not good. Very windy today, but I’ve been tempted out of my shelter with the promise of treats. Of course there’s a pap with a video camera… How I hate being snapped ‘n papped when my mane looks a mess. It’s the equivalent of being humiliated on the pages of Grazia for wearing…
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Clear the airwaves
Yes, so I’m barely off the phone to a bawling James fearing for his inheritance and it’s Rupert phoning for a whine and a sob. So I said, Rupe my dear, you can phone me anytime for a chat but you have to know that your peeps have hacked Haas’s iPhone so efficiently the device…
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Phone Hacking
Dis ‘ere is me gorgeous wife, rite. Ah know she needs pretectin’ cos of ‘er voicemail bein’ ‘acked into by some eejit NoW journo an’ she’s ben very upse’ abaht it all. If it wazzen’ fer da fone ‘ackin’ biz no-one would know abaht ‘er mane problems, ‘er spats with Delores and ‘er eatin’ disorder.…
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Weighty news
Oh, evil day! Once again we were dragged off to the vet’s on a perfectly good play-outside-all-day day to be prodded and poked, and our right to dignity violated as usual. It’s amazing what these people get away with under the pretext of looking out for our health. So. We are pleased to report to…
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