Nova

Today I met the nicest new friend you can imagine. She was a bichon havanais, four and a half years old and her name was Nova. It is a mystery that we haven't met before. We were allowed off lead and had the most amazing time. She got tired very quickly, and I had to wait and wait until she could run again.

Our friend B came over for coffee. All sorts of nice things were served, but I am happy because I got shrimp cheese in my bowl. Mum weighed me and I have working for my benefit that I weigh three hectograms less than my sister Nora.