After a pretty uneventful day where my highlight had been staring at the washing machine going round I thought it would be dull evening too. Then dad came home with a present. I was hesitant for about 50 milliseconds before I realised the complete joy of chilling out and chewing a rawhide toy. They must put drugs in the thing. I don’t remember the next 30 mins but apparently I ignored everyone unless they were helping me eat the rawhide! I apparently even let dad use that horrible grooming glove on me!
Dad took it away after half hour as he was concerned it might upset my tummy. Hopefully if I’m good I’ll get it tomorrow. Or maybe if I’m naughty I’ll get it to stop me! Hmmmm. Choices choices!