Thursday, 11 March 2010

Dog, too

Mr G's friend with the kids had brought their husky puppy along, too. Both Flad and I have fled, him heaven knows where, me upstairs with cheese sandwich - not quite so healthy as the food I'd intended to have. The dog came in handy as he enabled me to say, "I'd better take this sandwich somewhere else, otherwise he'll try to get it." He was jumping up, trying to lick my cheesy hand.
At least Flad will be able to get back in later. No wistful whiskery face at the window, wondering why he's been rejected from his own home.

Am I daft about Flad? Yes! We perfectly understand one another.

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