Here I am, full of tea with cheese and tuna in it, and snoozing after a couple of crunchy chicken feet. Wearing my lovely new purple star fleece. It's the calmest I've been for several days, apparently. If you turn the sound up you might hear some quiet snoring.....
Breakfast - 0
Chicken feet - 2!
Spot the Fozz doing what he does best 😁
Arwen having a bit of a trot with Dad. She's doing ok.
Here's Arwen on her short walk with Dad, doing very well! Mum made a little boot for her bad foot yesterday (to protect her amputated toe) which has helped. Mum said she'll make another because this one isn't quite right.
Crisp time!
I don't like crisps.
I like sleeping under Mum's dressing gown.
What do we want?
BREAKFAST
When do we want it?
FIVE MINUTES AGO!
Hugo was NOT pleased at being left behind. Apparently he shot off up the hillside following our scent and looking for us. Dad had to run 🏃💨 to catch up with him and put him on a lead. Mum felt so bad when she got home and Dad told her. She said he can join The Fit Boys tomorrow.
(The video is poor because Dad WhatsApped it to Mum first)
Me being a twit with toast number 3
Me being a twit with toast number 2
Me being a twit with toast, number 1
Me: Hmmm, not so sure....
Hugo : Do you need some help with that?
Me : Thanks for asking but no, I think I'll have it after all
Eating cheese and ham at the café. It's a miracle!
(I did also pee on Dad's chair 😂)
Silly time with Dad again 😁