A Poodle Meet

Slowly things are going back to normal around here. We liked it a lot better when we were on "holiday", but mum says that this can't go on forever. Why not is my question.

For one, she said after coming home from some sort of appointment: We are going on a diet. What do you mean, WE?? What about my treats? And my chew? And my special five letter portions? And my ice cream??? Help!!!

We went basic walkies today and met this king size poodle that we've met before. I am a bit careful around bigger dogs, but I know my best friend Dolly loved big dogs, so I try and be open minded. Plus, it was a poodle.