Drunk on puppy food

Amy told mummy that we holler and yap and go generally crazy while we’re waiting for our puppy mush meals. We’re still nursing from Katie but we LOVE our puppy chicken mush and we are VERY demanding especially early in the morning when everyone in the house is trying to enjoy their breakfast. But, hey, if humans are having their breakfast then we want breakfast too.

After we eat, we crash. We look like drunken little sailors. There’s nothing better than a full tummy and nice warm siblings to cuddle with afterwards while we drift off into the land of nod.


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Fiction writer, journalist, editor, Golden Retriever owner.
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