Streaky

It’s been that sort of day.
Finally we were streaking to THC to repossess big T who did seem pleased to see him but also seemed pleased to see the lady who was standing alongside him too and then we were streaking to Queenstown to buy a rug before the shop closed and then another streak to the airport to partake of cafe remnants which is all you are going to get at this hour (it’s dark out) and sip Z while waiting for The Bosses to arrive on a plane Big T is ZZZing in the car park. Then we will
sorta streak (not) home over the top were it is probably thinking of freezing.

Tiny paw script all this is from The Boss’s iPhone in the Cafe