Dad has been away this weekend, so it’s been a good opportunity to spend some quality time with
Mum’s bed Mum. This picture pretty much says it all!
I’ll have to submit a request to ‘The Management Committee’ for a King Size!
Note from Hector’s Mum: actually, that picture doesn’t even tell half the story! He snuck upstairs while I was getting changed, plundered the laundry basket for underwear, and proceeded to chew it on the bed. The real deal:
Nom nom nom…this bra tastes amazing!
What a week it’s been. Mum and Dad have been off work, so every day we’ve been going to meet Molly (Granny’s rescue cocker spaniel who is scared of everything – except me of course – and guards her bed like the crown jewels). When we get together, we spend ages romping around in a huge paddock and there’s even a pond for me to be all Poodle-y in. It’s brilliant! I love it!
But even better than that, Mum has bought me a new bed – just look at the pics below. She also seems to have bought herself a new bed, but for some reason she doesn’t like to sit in it. Weird.
Here I am chilling on my new buffalo leather settee…er bed…with Mr Puppy.
Mum’s new ‘bed’ which she never sits in. In fact, she’s always trying to hog mine. She should know better!