My mother person is out doing “arrivals” to villas in Coral Bay, Alfie is asleep and Molly is watching TV, so its my turn to write to you. I thought I’d better write now because later on, I’m going to steal another of the cartons of white wine which mother has left on the floor near the fridge.
I like this stuff. You stick your teeth into the carton then the stuff just dribbles into your tummy. Later, I can rip the carton apart and try to eat it so no-one knows what I’ve done!
Alfie and me have just had a fight: It was almost my fault but I am the puppy and I’m bigger than him, so he should have let me have the little bit of food which was left in Mollys bowl – but he wouldn’t .
Dad person shouted at me: “Jake, stop that!” ……
How did he know it was me? I was only shouting quietly. Bet Charlie blabbed and got me into trouble. (I’m going to get that cat one day but he’s so cute, when I go to bite him, I just lick him instead – then he scratches me!).
Oh, mother is back! I’m in trouble again coz ~I’ve got one of those wine things under my paw (I type left pawed) so she’ll see what I’m doing…………