I'm a big brave puppy, I am.

Last week there were men in the garden putting up big poles all over my house, I think it's called scaffolding. Today different men arrived and have been banging around on the roof all day (can’t a puppy get any sleep around here?). Well, one of them came into my garden whilst I was out on my own. I didn't think he should be there without permission so I barked at him, big woofs; although he ignored me and went up the ladder the girls came to see me and The Girl came and told me I was a good girl protecting my garden. So I feel very brave.