I didn't eat much breakfast, Mummy said she wasn't going to hand feed me. We'll see who cracks first shall we. I'm working on my sad cry, she'll be feeding me by dinner time. I thought I'd help her empty the dish washer, while checking to see if anyone had left any food on their plates. Why do they always get the best food?
Oh they are all clean, thats no fun. Ok, Ok, I'm getting down.
Mummy says she has to go shopping, so she's put that stupid cone back on my head. She has promised to buy me something nice. I'll let you know if she does.