Rupert Hatfield

Rupert Hatfield

I am a very handsome Standard Poodle who has started writing his own blog about life in France.

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It’s my birthday on 28 September and I’ll be 8 years old. I’m not sure what I’ll be getting as presents. I heard David muttering something about worm pills, but I think he was joking. I know my friends are plotting something, though. I’ve heard them talking about a surprise party and a special present. They even mentioned that my friend Glynis is making a cake — I hope it’s got chicken in it. They don’t realize I know what they are talking about. I think my friend Jean has a birthday around now too, but I’m sure it must be my party they’re planning. They’d better get a move on as we need to send out the invitations soon.

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It was my drama group today. We did a scene from A Midsummer’s Nights Dream. I played two parts — a dog belonging to the man in the moon and a lion. It’s a good job I can multi-task. I hadn’t realized the man in the moon had a dog, but I just listened to directions and improvised.

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I have a very good sense of direction — I think there must be a sniffer dog somewhere in my pedigree. I know I didn’t do too well hunting for truffles, but the impish little things kept hiding from me.

 


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Hello. My name is Rupert Leighbridge Hatfield. I am eight years old.


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