As most of you know, I like to be the centre of attention, but at times I am ignored; especially if Susan is writing. And she’s back, writing, that is
I look particularly pretty and intelligent as I listen to Susan? She reads aloud so I can comment on the progress. That’s my job as her assistant.
Susan has been reunited with her purse. You would think the mystery was solved—not a chance. Here is what happened …
So, here’s the mystery. I was being cool, minding my own business, sniffing around nowhere in particular the other day, when I got very excited. I picked up Susan’s scent
How my black fur can change colour and make me look pale is absurd, Miss Penny speaking.
The boots are annoying they flap around my paws, but the snow is cold and even worse the salt stings my paws.