Sunday, 16 May 2010

can I come in please

Kizzie came bounding in from the garden and jumped on Brian. As he absently minded wondered how her head got so wet he looked down and noticed the muddy pawprints on the carpet. What a commotion! By the time I arrived on the scene, Kizzie was outside looking all sad.

By the time I had managed to wash her feet I was drenched and covered in mud too. Tea will be late again tonight then.

P.S. Kizzie has learnt how to squeeze the handle on the hosepipe, what a bright girl she is.


  1. She looks really sorry. Really.
    My goodness, she has grown.

  2. Bless! Butter wouldn't melt........