Dexter’s Day. Cushions!
Mummy bought me a present:
Cushions!
Sparkly ones!
And I can EAT THEM!
Oh.
I thunked I could eat them
But apparently I cannot.
The angry words were SHOUTED VERY LOUDLY at me:
“Dexter! GET OFF THE CUSHIONS N.O.W!””
“OR ELSE”
So I laughed, ran away
and put two cushions in the garden
in my mud pile.
I’m now ”Free to a Good Home”
Whatever that is –
And am in the Dog House!
Cute eyes aren’t working.
Am thunking of a plan……
(cute photo of when I woz little! Before I ate the puppy –
that might work!)
wuff and wags
Dexter x