Lizzie Come Home
‘LIZ! Li-izzzy! Here girl! Heel! Lizzzyyyyy!
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Oh, its no good, Liz Hurley is too busy looking for her beloved pooch to hear us, let alone come to us.
Perhaps we can have better luck with her lover, Arun Nayer, who has been spotted running around frantically looking for his girlfriends dog Emily.
As Helen Elliott, who was having dinner in South Kensington explains in the Sun, Emily cannot be found.
Arun came running over, she says. He was sweating badly. He asked if Id seen his black Labrador and begged me to let him know if I saw it.
Good grief! This sounds terrible. Sweating in public is so last year, and Hurley would be well within her rights to castigate her man for being so out of touch.
Youd never catch Liz in a sweat. And while her man leaked in public, Elliott spotted Hurley remaining cool and dry in a nearby car looking fed up.
You can bet she was unhappy.
Rather than being dognapped, as the paper fears Emily has been, we suggest that the pooch may just have not wanted to have been seen out with Arun, an accessory any pedigree mutt can well do without…’
Posted: 30th, June 2005 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
