I did my best poor neglected puppy dog look when hu-Mum left for that work place this morning. She usually does not go there all the days of the week, so I have not had much mumma-time this week.
When Mumma got home – two hours late!!!! – I telled her a big story about what a boring day I hafed.
THEN … my nose got suspicious that she hafed something in her bag for doggies. And I is the only doggie at our house …
So – this is what was in Mumma’s bag. Well, not me of course. I is already living at our house. That tiger was in da bag.
I never hafed a stuffie before, but I lub it fery fery fery much already. I did not really want to stop eating him to get my pickture taken. Mumma chopped of the whiskers and the little string on the top because her & my hu-Dad did not fink they was fery safe.
The stuffie’s name is ‘Tiger’. I played ‘Hide the Tiger’ with Mumma for a bit. That game is where Mumma puts Tiger under one of my blankies & I have to get him out. It is fery fun, unless my blankie gets all tangled & I can’t get my toy out. Then I get fery mad with my blankie & Mumma just lafs and lafs at me. I don’t fink that is fery nice – my Mumma should help me. What do you doggies fink??
Then I lay in my bed & chewed Tiger for a bit – until Mumma stole him & put him in the cupboard.
I fink my Mumma felt bad about poor me being home the whole weeks all by myself so that’s why she buyed me a stuffie. I fink she will still be my friend but I do hope we go for a big walkies on the weekend
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