Worm fest morning for the beast! She must have eaten half a pound of the slitherers. Ask Aunt Denise if you don’t believe me!
Bad hair day for me though!
When she gets wet she looks the same. Just gets smelly.
I go all frizzy but still smell sweet.
We didn’t go far as it was pouring and Ma’s feet were wet.
So we came home for a fight.
You have to work off the pent up energy somehow.
Dad hates it. He can’t stand the stinker.
It’s fun though.
The niece knows I’m the boss
When she surrenders I’m sweet!