MONDAY 18th Apr: Soggy Foxy, William and Alfie
Tara:
Foxy park! Yay!
This is Alfie sniffing my knickers. He was very old and very blind, but he was quite nice. I have a very clean tummy, don't I?
We went along in a line. Cato first, then Alfie sniffing Cato's bum, then me sniffing Alfie's bum... then Alfie's Dad had to come over and tap Alfie on the shoulder cos his cataracts mean he can't seen his Dad much any more. But they still have great walks.
This is me and Dad playing King of the Castle (or is that Queen?) when Cato is down at the bottom. We had a fight when he came up to see Dad.
And this is William. William is GORGEOUS.
I think he is gay, cos he is always trying to mount Cato, and he isn't very interested in my knickers. But it means I can be interested in HIS knickers and he doesn't mind. I keep asking him to play with me, but he never wants to. but he wants to play with Cato all the time.
(Mum: it is a weird situation. Tara submits to everyone - except William. He isn't interested. But she is. In fact, she behaves just like a teenage giggling girl trying to impress the big blond sports hero in the year above her. It is hilarious to watch. She simpers, and lounges, tries soooooo hard to be interesting, and he ignores her completely! Hahahaha - while showing quite an interest in Cato, who likes him as a friend, but that is as far as it gets... lol)
Cato:
It was all a bit soggy. But even Tara didn't paddle today.
The wind was a bit cold, and Mum said she wished she had put our jumpers on. But it wasn't that cold... anyway, here are the fab sniffs from today:
Birds nests wot had been blown out of the trees. No eggs or little birdies, but Mum was sad. I wasn't, cos I was sniffing, but Mum says that the birds now have to make their beds all over again. Hopefully somewhere wot won't blow away.
Foxy's den. Do you think he drags the green stuff down to make a nest? My bed is much softer and warmer.
Here are Mum's flowers. Yawn. don't know why we have to do this every day.
Teensy little new tulip things.
Big fat about to burst tulip things.
Some weird tree sprout.
And don't you think foxy is going to start dissolving soon?
We met William. His Dad was walking him. He is nice, but he doesn't want to play as much as he used to.
Mum says she counted 8 pigeons. But that is impossible. I didn't see a single one!!! I think she is exagging.
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