Oh

They went out terribly early on Sunday. After Myself finally woke up (so nice to have the occasional lie-in without having to help Her with coffee making) went out on an inspection of My territory. Alles in ordnung as a sweet little dachshund Myself once knew would have said. Shall have to try the phrase out on ONN's 2 nasty, scrawny and hairy dachshunds: Am utterly convinced their breeding is not all it purports to be and that they will simply Not Understand.

Late last evening They came back. Myself was extremely hungry by then in spite of having been left 2 pouches of food. Oh Joy Unfathomable! They had bought a Chinese meal. Was very surprised when She gave Me a pouch of food, but on reflection realised it was for snacking on during the night. My Manners are nothing if not Superb - Waited quietly until They had helped Themselves and had sat down at the table before popping over to get My own dinner from the pots They had kindly left open. Bang bang chicken - Superb. Special egg fried rice - To die for. King prawns - Ok but too much spring onion (Left it tidily on the edge of the pot) Chow Mein - Oh boy oh boy, were the pieces of meat scrumptious once I has licked the sauce from the noodles.

Oh.

Mistaken.

Rear end is distinctly sore and They are livid.
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