We went to the NEC, where Mummy and Daddy looked at boats and motorhomes. They managed not to spend any money. But they did come away with shiny pictures of expensive motorhomes . I did a lot of this while I waited for them to come back.
I was allowed outside without a grown up, but I had to be on a lead.
Daddy got to have a cooked breakfast, even my sad, sad face wouldn't make him share with me.
Paws up who thinks fat, fat Daddy is mean and selfish.
How could he say no to my little sad face??