Boris’s collection of toys continues to grow. The squeaky chicken has now been joined by a pink pig that oinks. It was not the sweet sound of birdsong that woke us on Sunday but the ‘oink oink’ of Boris playing with his new toy. Still, it’s a noise I find reassuring – I know Boris is contentedly passing the time patiently waiting for us to get up out of bed and deliver his breakfast ! Then after tiring himself out, it’s time for a little snooze with pig to keep him company
ps I know he looks sad but he really is a happy little puppy !
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