Today we went to somewhere called a factory where people work at putting pictures into frames. They made a big fuss of me. I felt like chewing some of the waste paper – there was lots on the floor but Ruth said it was bad for me.
Tomorrow I’m going to visit Clare because Ruth has to go out. I don’t know what Ruth does when I go to see Clare but it can’t be as much fun as looking after me. Clare’s dog Nicole used to be able to run much faster than me but I’ve been practising and now I can almost catch the ball first.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
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