Another not good day. Started off ok, had a lie in, then breakfast, then a nice walk. Bit of a play in the garden with my very flat football then went in for a snooze. Mum "had" to go to the shops (humph) so we settled down but after a while of snoozing that little monkey Starry (mum says she's a lab cross - crossed with a monkey lol) decided that she would try and get a tin off the kitchen bench. We weren't sure what was in it but she managed to get it off the bench and then eventually got the lid off - it was half full of chocolate biscuits - oh joy!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, me n Pixie had to help her eat them but then we thought "uh-oh, we're gonna be in trouble again" so left Starry to eat as much as she wanted and we went to bed.
When Mum got back we ran to meet her, trying not to look worried but she knew something was up "what have you's been up to now" she said, laughing - then stopped. She didn't say anything this time, just opened the front door and pointed out so out we all went, before she got mad.
She let us back in when she'd cleaned the mess up, bits of foil wrapper and then tried to put the tin lid back on - not that there was anything to put in it, but the lid is a bit mangled up. She then called each of us over and felt our tummies and said we seemed to be ok and that she wasn't really mad but was worried we'd be sick. Anyway, we've kept out of her way most of the evening and she hasn't called us over for cuddles so she must still be cross with us.
I'm a bit peeved really because when she came in she had a carrier bag with her, just the one, so I knew she'd been shopping and when she put it in the spare room, I could swear I saw a new football in it, a big bright yellow one, it looked great - but she hasn't given it to me so maybe it wasn't for me, or maybe I'll get it another day. I really need one cos mine is as flat as a pancake and I can only just throw it up in the air and catch it.
Oh well, as the great Scarlett said "tomorrow is another day" - maybe I'll get it then.
Nite all, take care and be good to your furkids xxxx
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