So boys and girls, mum is still poorly, she is still full of a cold/flu and last night she had a raging temperature and was like an advert for Ready Brek (sorry I know I am showing my age there a little). For those of you who are too young and sprightly to remember, see picture in Gallery below…
Anyway, and after a long sleep, she feels a little better and her and dad decided to put the Christmas tree up. They always um and ar about getting a real tree, but quite frankly, they can never be arsed with all the faffing, so they have got a rather lovely fake one that Grandad Dixon bought us. Anyway, after a small tree-light related rigmarole, they put it up this afternoon. I helped as much as I could, by getting under everyones feet and curling up to sleep just in the spot where mum needed to put something very heavy down and in the end mum shouted what sounded like a rude word, but I sure this is just human for good dog!
Anyway, just as the day couldnt get any better, mum did this to me… (tut tut)
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- Mum with the flu, aka Ready Brek circa 1983
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- OMG, I’m in a Christmas Hat!
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- Christmas Time!
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- Oh BORED Now!
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- How cute do I look in my Christmas hat?
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- Christmas Peggy
Actually, I think I would make a rather good Christmas helper, lots of food and giggly woofs, what’s not to like?
Love
Peggy
Bless her, she looks so cute. I bet she wasn’t to chuffed about wearing it though!