I found a dead Starling on our walk this morning. And I was so good and didn’t run off with it, instead taking it to Mummy and laying it at her feet. I think Mummy was really pleased with me – I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I actually didn’t like the taste of it.
I got a little carried away eating my breakfast – Mummy puts our bowls on tubs to raise them so we don’t have to strain down at ground level, and in my enthusiasm I ended up pushing my food bowl into our water bowl. How am I meant to eat my food with my bowl bobbing around in the water?
My bowl used to be on a stool, but I kept eating from all the bowls on the ground & now I have a huge stockpot thing!