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