It's too dark to read inside a dog, but you can try:
I didn't do it!
so tell her
and let me get my rest.
The girl and boy (double deserted! which isn't anything like double desserts) have been back less than a day and they bought me a present. But it wasn't a fun present. In fact, I have the same look on my face at this gift as the girl has when I leave her a furry slightly chewed sign of my appreciation at her feet. Except I can't scrunch my nose like that little weasel can.
It's a collar and receiver set which will keep me away from that delicious delicious cat food. It's a very bad unwanted thing. I shall demand they return it. Or at least try and chew my way out of it.
Wish me luck.
Flailed by Flan 7:05 AM
