Wednesday 12th October: WetWetWet
Tara:
Gosh it was wet today. Dad says he thinks I am going to stop widdling outside when I am old and cranky like Cato. But I won't. It woz just that it was a bit of a shock to be carried downstairs all warm and snuggly and lovely, and then be dumped on the doorstep with Dad's toe scooting me up the tail! Pushing me out into the cold wetness for my morning widdle! A girl should be given time to think about these things, before being shoved out in the wet!
I may have got a bit bouncy today. 2 days no walks, and I kind of burst with bounce. I can't help it. And I didn't like that toy anyway, so I don't mind that Mum has thrown it away because it couldn't be mended.
Me and Dad have watched snooker and football, and we had tripe for tea, and a little bit of ham. I like ham. Mum says the next time she cuts ham, she is going to shut the kitchen door so I can't come and try and help her.
Cato:
Mum says she thinks my tail is going to recover. She sprayed it with her magic pouffey stuff, and it is looking a bit better. And she says that it looks like AuntieGroomer may have got a bit overenth - enthu - sastic on one side.
Thank you for saying you want to see it AuntieCrystal, but I think Mum and me both want to let it recover a bit, and maybe Mum can do something about the middle bit. And the end. with skissers. And then we can show you. It is very short. And lopsided. And scrawny.
Tara still hasn't noticed. But then she doesn't notice much. Except for ham. And Dad.
Mum says it is going to be wet tomorrow too
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