Stripes and Curls

This is one of my newest friends. He used to belong to my best friend forever Dolly, and I’ve sort of inherited him. I’m calling him Stripe, because for some incomprehensible reason, he is wearing prison garb. He refuses to talk about it. I’ve paired him up with William the Wild Boar to help keep him on the straight and narrow.

So. This evening, we watched a movie called Paddington 2. Even though he is innocent, Paddington ends up in prison! Stripe was very interested. I just had to take mini snooze breaks once in a while. I wish we could have had a marmalade sandwich too!

Mum has finally finished replanting the geraniums, and today we went over with a few of them to Grandma and Grandpa. I got liver pâté, cheese and ham because we were temporarily out of meatballs. That’s OK, Grandma! I don’t mind!