Tuesday, 9 April 2013

Thinking ahead

One thing that does not come naturally to me is thinking ahead. Unless of course it is time for my breakfast or dinner. I know exactly what time my breakfast is and recently I managed a bit of a scan.
My Dad has started getting up much earlier so when he gets up I race down stairs with him and get him to give me my breakfast.
Then when my Mum gets up I go rushing down with her wagging my tail furiously and looking at the cupboard with my food, and get a second breakfast.
Sadly they wised-up to this, but not for a while.
This is me on Valentine's Day: