.... he loves his stuffies to pieces. (Literally!) This is a major reason why he is not allowed in the workroom of course. But yesterday he mounted a raid...
"Haha! Mum has some new Welsh blanket pieces. I wonder where they came from? They smell good. Perhaps she'll make something for me? My stuffies don't seem to last very long and Mum makes good ones."
"Oh no!" (guilty expression) She's seen me. (acts innocent) I just thought I heard a noise Mum, honestly, just making sure everything's alright. OK OK I'm going now."
"Is this far enough outside? Look my paws are behind the threshold." At which point he was summarily dispatched downstairs where Amy was waiting to hear the results of his daring expedition.
So then I closed the door, picked up my knitting and took myself off for tea and an old movie at Elona's house. She loves the old musicals, never having seen them before (the Sound of Music didn't make it to Azerbaijan) so last night it was "The King and I" Lovely.
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Ben may be handsome, but he is the picture of a guilty consience!
We have stuffies all over the house, as Rosie, our Cairn, is addicted to them.
What a naughty one! Good thing he didnt get much further into the sewing room.
What a naughty dog.
Naughty, perhaps.... but SO adorable!
I love the way his little pink tongue peeps out. Looks as though butter wouldn't melt. Yes, what is it about dogs and stuffed toys? Why do they always seem to have to take them to pieces?
Lovely post!
love the dogs, our labs are not allowed in to the house, they stand with their feet just inside the kitchen door looking hopeful!
No,no,no. You cannot possibly be angry with a face like that one!
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