A peach of a day

Today started off very well. I left a bit of my first breakfast so that I had room to share whatever master and mistress decided to have.

Master cooked himself a rasher sandwich. These are yummy vegetarian tasties made by The Redwood Company. For some reason they have started importing their products into Spain. Perhaps they knew master and mistress lived here.

They are dearer here than in the UK, so they are A TREAT. As you know mistress is not a great lover of spending money so she rations master to his rashers or his vegi-sausages, but they are good when we are allowed them.

Next mistress finally opened her sleepy green eyes and decided she didn’t want a rasher sandwich. I thought that was a shame as sharing another one wouldn’t have gone amiss.

But she decided today was a fruit day. Now one of my pals told me to be careful because if I eat too much fruit I might get diabetes. It was very thoughtful to let me know, but I have to say there is little chance of that.

In fact I have to walk round stealthily stealing my fresas because Meany Mistress does not feed me them. In fact sometimes she eats them herself.

Today was peach though. And not only did mistress have peach, master decided he would have a second breakfast and had a peach too.

When he was working on my Landy today, the Friday veg man could not get his door open. So master sorted it for him. Friday veg man insisted master take a HUGE bag of peaches. Well, five peaches, but they were HUGE. So my third breakfast was peach. Isn’t it a good thing I left some of those boring biscuits? or else I wouldn’t have had space for two more breakfasts.

Then they went to the shops and it is too hot for me to go too, so I stayed in to dream of my girlfriends.

One of my pals – who shall remain nameless – has suggested I might have an over-ambitious number of girlfriends. I think that’s what he meant. So I’m not going to write about them today.

Well, only to add Guinness to the list. But I can talk about her tomorrow.

(You’re only jealous Wally)


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