Precious Peeps it’s PITS PERFECT here to propel you into the weekend.
I am feeling the loss of Granny.
She’s not a bad old wrinkly and does much better walks than Dad.
Grandpa is doing his best to comfort me and the stinking grey Gizz in her absence but not even a bucket load of milk bones can make up for the lack of trots.
She is having a ball in Belfast with Auntie Carol going to thrift stores and such. Yesterday she filled a bag with clothes for a pound. You can’t beat that anywhere.
I can’t wait to see her fake leather trousers that were the part of her haul.
Put a big smile on her face. What I need now is something to make me feel so happy.
Sometimes it’s tough being a Princess !!
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