Hello. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Millie Apain. Well I think that’s my name. I hear my master shouting “Millie!” but if I have other important stuff to do, like chasing a butterfly, then my master says “You’re Apain!” So I’m either Millie or Apain or Millie Apain. You can just call me Millie.
That’s a picture of me at the top of the page. You’ll see me wondering around near the shop from time to time. I may LOOK as if I’m just sniffing other dogs’ bottoms but I’m actually keeping a really close eye on the happenings at Bailey’s TP (Bailey’s Trading Post).
I was born on the cellar floor of a pub. I was sold when I was just a pup and found myself living on board a narrowboat (wait! It gets worse!). Uncle Bails (or ‘the idiot’ as I sometimes refer to him) he owns ‘Bailey’s Trading Post’. I live next door to him! (I told you it got worse). He once made a set of ski’s…out of a bed settee…..in the middle of summer! Idiot! And don’t get me started on the time he tried to make a hammock!
He doesn’t know this but, I’ve hacked into his website and created my very own Dog Blog. I apologise for any spelling mistakes but I struggle typing with my little paws.
I’m going to tell you EVERYTHING that’s happening at Bailey’s TP. I’ll also tell you how to get money off.