Wednesday 7 March 2012


Weekend 3/4 March


All have sharp little teeth, barking and growling, play fighting, and they escape through the gate to their room like quicksilver, tumbling over each other to get into the hall and the kitchen. This is a much more interesting play area. Shiny fridge door, dishwasher, also the corners of the mats, which was Dad’s favourite ‘chew’.




 Mum was known affectionately for many years as ‘Megan the Destroyer’ due to her penchant for chewing the buttons or zips from her soft beds and toys, then carefully teasing out the stuffing bit by bit, until she was surrounded by white fluff, like a snowstorm.
Changing to a hard plastic bed with the vetbet liners solved the problem, as well as her growing up a bit, but there’s still an occasional tuft appears

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