Horrid beans

This morning my toy box was nearly empty. I thought all my favourites had been stolen away by some other dog.

But now I've found them - here they are:

What an awful thing to do. All clean and bright and hanging out of reach. My beans can be really horrid to me (and my toys).

The long blue one on the left is my bestest, it's Okopus. The pink one is my next bestest, that's Fifi. Both are good to fetch and carry and throw around.

Spring

Spent lots of time playing in the shed. Compost and pots and stuff. But not so good was lots of time in front of the magic box with the beans getting exciting about the oval ball thingy.

Little Excursion

Hebe writes: I get bored waiting outside the shop for the beans. So this morning when I found my lead wasn't quite as firmly fixed as usual I took myself off for a wander. There were lots of lovely smells and interesting things and then I found a nice person, but he led me back to the Post Office which rather spoilt my excursion. I'll have to be more sneaky next time...