Dexter’s Day: terrible things!
I made new friends yesterday:
They were friends of my Mummy and Daddy
and they are here on holiday-
and now they are MY friends too!
Or maybe they aren’t?
I thunk they need some training
coz they were telling my Mummy TERRIBLE THINGS:
They don’t let their doggy go upstairs!
Or sleep on their bed!
Or eat at the table!
Or jump up and cuddle!
He’s WELL TRAINED!
I”m SO sad for him and I thunk he should live here
with me –
Which Mummy says is okay
But I’d need to share my food with him.
And my bed
And my toys
And my cuddles
So I thunk I’m just going to write to him instead……
wuff and wags