The Orange One, aka Daffodil or Jonquille.
Dealer of death, provider of food, mistress of all she sees.
Next dog neighbour catch rabbit ! My mum was horrified when she saw the two legs out of the dog mouth ! She told me “you need to be rough to live in the country side, poor thing ”
Just like we wouldn’t feed them enough !
I’m more a dog person, but I must admit, I don’t know how I would react if a cat adopts me, might be hard to resist …
My dog died 2 years ago aged 16.5 and I shall not have another until I have retired.
Good age 16.5, but sadly always too young, time past so quick
What is the name of the stew that provides V’, do post the recipe
“Squeaking Farter”, when B’ calls me that, I think to myself, ‘not kind’, bet that little fella does too,
Snap!
I will think long and hard before we have another, ‘Bijou’ is an absolute, joy, but will not settle in the car, prevents us travelling.
But I have always had a dog.
‘Skye’, the one before, could not get into the car fast enough, happy to sleep there too if the hotel, etc, had a prob’, as many in Spain did.
More to having pets, than just bikkies and walkies
My big girl witing for her breakfast.
Dah De Dah, La La!
So cute