Me havng a sneaky peek at dad's breakfast. He put it right where I could find it and then wouldn't share it with me. My dad's mean :-(
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Medical Procedure |
He made me undergo medical treatments. He grabbed me and put yucky stuff in my eye......
then he got out the Instrument of Torture - the nail clippers! I tried to run away but he caught me. He tried to cut all my nails but I wriggled so much he could only manage a few. I suppose this means another visit from Dr Racky. I don't like Dr Racky cos he brings a man with him to hold me still then I have no choice but to have 'em cut. Grrrrrrr
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Instrument of Torture |
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I forgave him when he gave us our favourite ice cream though. |
Dad's not happy. He wanted to ice The Cake.....he followed the recipe to the letter but look what happened to his royal icing.....
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Disaster! |
He had to go to the shop and buy some more icing sugar and start again.
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I still say he should have decorated it with liver pate and chicken strips. Oh well, maybe he'll make us one of our own. Now where's that recipe book.... |
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Our Oscar's in trouble again. He got to my bed first. Shove over Oscar and let me in! |