"What a bad hair day I'm having and the morning isn't over yet. It started at the crack of dawn. No sooner than I'd got out of bed I went to drink my saucer of milk, I stumbled over one of the children's toys and spilled it; feeding the carpet instead of me!
Then I unexpectedly pooped as I passed my owner and scarpered from her sight before she started turning up her nose at my presence.
When I was walking my morning round up this alley and down that one, it started raining buckets and spades and I got soaked. Then, as I was about to cross the road, a ten-ton-truck sped by and after running through a big puddle, it made a massive splash and drenched me to high heaven with the sheer force of its spray.
I had initially planned to meet this Tom down at the street corner, but there's just no way I'm letting him see me on a first date straight out of the shower." William Forde: October 25th, 2013.