Daddy came home . . . for a while, but he hasn't been back again now for days. I loved seeing him, we cuddled on the settee all day (both fast asleep) while Mummy went to work. I ate loads of crackers, and Daddy played 'fighting' with me, it was loads of fun. But then one day he packed a big bag, Mummy cried, and I haven't seen Daddy again. I listed for him all the time by the door, but when I do, Mummy says " not today", so I give up after a while. I try to spend as much time as possible with Aunty Sarah and Uncle Dave next door, cos they spoil me loads ! And I get to sleep on their settee now too, ever since my operation. Mummy says I was very brave, and she and Aunty Sarah spoilt me rotten. I had 12 stitches in my belly, but I'm not going to let them know that it doesn't hurt anymore, cos they might stop giving me treats ! Ha
Saturday, 06 February 2010 at 17:18
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