Spoilt

Mum bought me home a lovely big juicy bone, and a box of tasty treats that the nice lady at her work sent for me. Dad gave me one of the biscuits, and it was so nice, it kept me quiet while Dad was outside working. Later, Mum let me have the bone. I spent ages licking and chewing the meaty goodness. Mum puts it away in the fridge when I'm not using it, and brings it out at different times. It's lovely and cold, and I quite like to lick it when its been hot outside.