You might think that what with being pink, four-legged and female that I’d have a pretty good story to tell anyone who thinks I’m Lord Lucan. As for the ears…
But no more. It appears that in order to confused with Lord Lucan you now just have to have a military bearing and be able to bark posh. Well, I have a lovely bark if I say so myself (I’ve even heard that the Corgis at Buckingham Palace get sent tapes of my bark to train them up) and of course I still have a certain military swagger in my movements following those three years in the Special Canine Air Service (our motto: Who Chews Wins).
All in all, I think I’d better avoid New Zealand for a while.
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The royal Corgis speak with welsh accents and the Dorgis with German ones, so they haven’t been listening to your tapes.
See the comments on Lord Lucan on http://www.bebo.com/martonnz