Mummy met our new friend again today – and she said how well the 4 of us walk together and how polite we are. We like comments like that, as we do try to behave – we’ve found that the better we behave the more fun we have.
umm. Somehow a packet of cream biscuits ended up in the sand ~ we couldn’t let mumma eat them after that… Were we good dogs for eating them up?
Was it real cream? And how do you make biscuits out of real cream?
There was cream between 2 biscuits, so each biscuit was 2 biscuits & what mumma called custard cream
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