On Sunday on the way home from the boat NSFF Daddy and Mummy stopped at Oakley court for afternoon tea.


Look at them pretending to be Lord and Lady of the Manor.


Where was I while they were stuffing their faces? Look at me all sad and lonely in the car, in the pouring rain. Poor, poor me.

Simba's Mummy.... we were all set to take Simba with us for afternoon tea, which we were going to have on the lawn. But it rained non stop all day so sady we had to leave Simba in the car. Where he did have lot of warm blankies and the windows open a bit for fresh air. But we did feel terrible seeing his sad face when we got back.
As I said, poor, poor me.
Simba x