Friday, May 26, 2006

Animal lovers.

The dog adoration co-op is gearing up for seeing Casey again tomorrow. We've got her a present of a ball on a string for further throwing and Hazel's written "Casey" on a sticker. Both girls have been pretending to be her too "You can be a little Casey, Iris." "No, I bigger one!"

Today we met Felix and Fergus (above) going for a walk, who were considered very fine if not quite as perfectly sleek or white. Hazel told me their 3 year old owner has the perfect life. Not because she has enough ice-cream, no, we have matured and our requirements for perfection are more complicated now; it's because she has two dogs and a cute baby sister.

Meanwhile our poor cat is wearing a clear conical collar and hates it. He had a bite and an abcess that has had a drain inserted.


Anonymous Mary said...

Ah, now I know why Iris was crawling around on all fours at Playcentre yesterday...

9:46 AM  
Blogger susan said...

Yes, unless she was saying "Ah-wah, ah-wah," in which case she was a baby.

10:57 PM  

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