Bones for breakfast

Yesterday my dogsitter, Christian, popped round with two lamb bones for me. However, Ann was just about to go out so she said I could have the bones when she came back.

...........................But do you know what happened? She came home and forgot all about giving me my bones. I tried to tell her. I was jumping about and generally being a bit hyper because I knew they were in the fridge and I wanted them. Ann thought I was just being naughty. She said that little collie's that had, had three walks in one day had to stop being so irritating and lie down and behave.

Then this morning, she opened the fridge and spotted my bones.

So I had yummy, scrummy bones for breakfast. YAY!