It was Dave and Louise's birthday this week, and they got each other big boxes that they didn't open on the day, which was strange I thought. Louise says she's opening hers this weekend when she's got time to put up her new patio furniture. Furniture is normally inside and very comfie to sit on so I'm looking forward to furniture I can sit on in the garden and keep guard for Ollie, the mean cat next door. Dave opened his last night and it's barbie queue, which I thought might be a queue of dolls but it turns out he can cook food for me like sausages on it outside. It's so big he can't even get it out the living room and I didn't like the banging when he tried to move it. Louise laughed a lot but I know Dave will move it when he's finished driving the bus; he's very strong.
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| My new barbie queue for my sausages |
The banks have told everyone they can have Monday off, which is nice of them. David, the man in charge of the country, must let the banks choose the holidays because they have all the money. Dave's Mum and Dad might visit us in Disley which is nice. His Mum is called Jen and she lets me sit on her lap to snooze. I plan to snooze a lot this weekend. Louise says we can visit her Mum and Dad again soon too; they live in Hampshire which is a long drive from Cheshire. It's good there because even though I'm not allowed on the furniture they have set me up my very own outdoor dog toilet to wee in called a pond.
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| Snoozing on laps |
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