Hi Percy here. Midge and I went to see Shirley and Barry, the tooth specialists, last week. I objected strongly to having my teeth examined, but Auntie Shirley held me by my shoulders and tummy , and Mummy held my back feet, which was surprisingly reassuring, and I let Uncle Barry look at my teeth …
Hello. Bertie here. I've been very good this week. I'm always good, of course. Sometimes Mummy interprets my behaviour differently from me. She says I'm growing up. Apart from Oscar, who's insufferable, I don't argue with anyone any more. Midge and Percy seem to be okay with me checking up on them every now and …
Hello, Percy here again. Thank you for all your good wishes last week. I felt quite embarrassed by so many nice and encouraging things you had taken the time to tell me. I went to see Dr Sally on Tuesday, and she was very pleased with me. The pointy lump thing was going to be …
Bertie here. I've had a terrible time this week. Okay, we went out on the grass for a couple of hours earlier in the week, but then it all changed. And I mean CHANGED. One day I was down having floor time in the kitchen like normal, and I came back to find my cage …
The report from downstairs is that Mummy has brought the garden run panels in. The small ones live in a canvas bag under the table, and I can confirm the bag is full of the run panels. The large ones are packed in the cardboard boxes. I can't tell whether the boxes are full or …
Mummy gave us a pile of grass the other day. It was sunny all day. She was out in her golf things as usual. When she got home it was too cold for us to go out. It's not fair, is it? You agree with me, don't you? But she did go into the garden …
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