There's a new puppy that's just moved into our complex and, not surprisingly, Mrs Servant thinks he's wonderful. I don't. A puppy turns into a dog. And, even worse, he looks like a small wolf*.
So I kept my distance when he was by MY front door earlier today. But I have to say that the treats he was being fed did smell rather tasty, so I decided to brave it and edge forward. Slowly. The puppy's owner gave me one of the treats and it was delicious. Not quite sure why it was shaped like a bone, though.
*Note from Mrs Servant: the puppy is a husky.
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Mewsings of a London cat who enjoys tuna fish, sleeping, and living in Fulham
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