Way-aye. Roscoe here, and I’m all sparkling clean.
Mam took me and Neville downstairs on Friday afternoon to have a bath. She’d been threatening Neville with a bath for a week or two. I don’t know why I had to have one too, but there you go.
Nev had his hair cut as well. About 3/4ths of an inch, I think. Not so much as he had done in summer. I think that’s to keep him warm enough. We were lovely and warm in the room after our bath. Mam had a wood fire going. And she watched some horses jumping over fences while she rubbed us dry. Actually, y’know, combing us dry would have been a better description. She rubbed my hair so I was all fluffy, then combed it up the wrong way to let the air in to dry it. It felt right funny, I can tell you.
I’ve been having a nice time in the run upstairs. Biggles got his extended for one panel over Bertie’s in the week. He’s a happy boy now, cos he’s got lots more space to laze around in. And he got a big treat — Mam put Percy’s bed in for him yesterday. He’s a very happy boy now.
It doesn’t really go downhill in that corner nearest us. Mam says it’s an Hoptical Hillusion. So we’ve all got beds and snuggle tunnels. That’s fair.
See you next time
PS Do you like our Christmas decorations?