Ah well, we can't all be sensible..... Valentine's Day and the postie wasn't exactly struggling and giving himself a hernia bringing me all the cards from my suitors.
But Dad is grinning like an eejit over this prezzie from Mum (and thanks also to the one and only "Diamond" who may have a hand in it). In case you can't read the small print, it reads "with a touch of" (Champagne). Tonight the menu seems to be steak and pink Moet.
So all is happiness and silliness in our house and I don't even mind not being included. One day, when I'm older, a nice young man-dog will fall for me and sweep me off my feet. You wait and see
Mum and Dad, we dogs and Mississippi love you both
Deefer
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