The Cake

Dad's happy again.  He found the icing sugar he'd been looking for at the shop mam told him to go to in the first place - the local Landmark. He's going to have a go at putting marzipan and icing on The Cake today. Our Oscar can hear lots of banging and clattering about in the kitchen and he's standing guard outside the kitchen door just in case dad needs him to help lick  spoons clean or lick up cake crumbs off the floor. Oscar has a particular talent for licking up crumbs as me mam says he has a tongue the size of an Doberman. 

Oscar's in trouble again.  Dad bought us these really neat toys and he fills them with up with bits of food. We chase 'em and knock 'em over, the food spills out then me and Oscar can have a bit of a scrap to see who can eat the most treats in the shortest time.  They're for cats really and they have pink feathers on the top but we don't care cos anything that has food inside has to be good right?  Wrong.  Oscar thought it would be nice to pluck one of the feathers off the top and dashed to dad to show how clever he was.  It backfired...dad chased Oscar to retrieve the feather but just as he grabbed him Oscar swallowed it.  Dad said it would help him find Oscar's turd in the garden tomorrow morning as it'll be the one with the big pink flag on top.  Every cloud....

Have a nice day. 

Manny