Haha
Hehe..... sorted out Mum's daftness. She gave me a super duper grooming
session. That was really nice - a good all over fuss is never to be
declined and the minty mouth froth whiskerstick scrub is a yummy finale.
However, she finished by saying "What a smart boy!" Well! THAT had to
be sorted out!
A few moments later I spotted my opportunity: I grabbed the chance to escape. "Houdini" was what Mum called me for that. I think the name she called me when I returned was something along the lines of "little giftbag". That grass and mud and stream were just perfect for sorting out the mess she had made of me!
It all resulted in yet another fuss/grooming session! Result!
A few moments later I spotted my opportunity: I grabbed the chance to escape. "Houdini" was what Mum called me for that. I think the name she called me when I returned was something along the lines of "little giftbag". That grass and mud and stream were just perfect for sorting out the mess she had made of me!
It all resulted in yet another fuss/grooming session! Result!
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