Dexter’s Day: Mummy and Me!
Daddy is in stitches.
I don’t know why.
Mummy didn’t tell a joke
And the only one I know is,
“Why does Dexter lick his parts – because he can!”
And Daddy has heard that one before…
Ah, Mummy says it’s not THAT sort of stitch.
Daddy has had a small operation
So we have be VERY CAREFUL not to jump on him.
I’m trying very hard to be good
BUT IT’S HARD TO BE GOOD!
Anyway, Mummy and I are in the spare room.
Well, Mummy is so I needed to go there
To look after her
Because she would be lonely without me
And because Daddy has locked his bedroom door!
It’s nice cuddling Mummy in her sleep
She wakes up and talks to me and plays games with me
But sometimes she grumbles
So I have to do something funny-naughty
To put her in stitches of the good kind.
Daddy is getting better quickly
So I’m saving up my ”dive-bombs”
Until he’s stronger.
Wuff and wags