I've pretty much given up on trying to get regular photos of my two for this blog. They're just so not into it, probably less so than ever before, it takes a lot of treats to persuade them to do anything I want them to.
Plus, if we're honest, their fluffy little waistlines could do without more treats...
"Did you just call us fat?"
Erm...well...if the chubby moniker fits... Oh no. I hope Little Miss Foot-Chomper didn't just hear me say that!
[...lick..lick..lick...]
Phew! Distracted! Think I got away with that.
"Don't think that just because my fur is more important than you that your slippers won't be on the receiving end of a very unfortunate accident later. Or that you won't be in them at the time."
Uh oh.
It's FLUFF and fur, mean B-HV!
ReplyDeleteThe scales tell a different story! MrB got me into bad habits of extra treats after his suspicious weight loss, once he stabilised I kept up the treating but forgot the weighing part, now I have to roll him down to the garden!
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Every girl knows scales lie, just ask Anouska and give Mr B's share to her. ;)
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