We all slept in this morning, so by the time we got up Faith was full of the joys of spring and ready to play. Goldie is quite often a bit mean to Faith and this morning Faith decided to get her own back with a rough game of ‘chase the cat’. At one stage Goldie’s ears were straight out in an “I’m going to shred you” warning, then she’s behind my art desk, wiggling and asking for the game to begin again. You can see Faith sitting still, considering her options. As I tell them, it’s all fun till someone loses an eye!
Yesterday morning Dad got the Weetbix out of the cupboard. I was instantly on high alert; ears up and watching closely. It doesn’t happen often but today we’re having breakfast!
Usually Dad eats his then puts the bowl on the floor and I have the last of the milk and sugar. (sorry about that piece of info hygiene fanatics – I promise the dishwasher uses boiling water)
For some reason this was a special breakfast, I think because it was so cold. Dad put half of a Weetbix in my bowl, out of his, so it had some sugar on it and then added extra milk. Yum. Perfect for a cold wee dog. I just wish he’d heat the milk first…but Mum says I’m lucky to get anything. Whatever….