Sunday night Chinese takeaway is a chance for Oscar to practise his acting.
He wants noodles and prawn crackers and rice. He doesn’t even like rice.
Who knows: next Sunday we might even be eating supper in the new kitchen. Would;t that be nice?
Sunday night Chinese takeaway is a chance for Oscar to practise his acting.
He wants noodles and prawn crackers and rice. He doesn’t even like rice.
Who knows: next Sunday we might even be eating supper in the new kitchen. Would;t that be nice?
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I hope you will. Oscar is so adorable. I would find it extremely difficult to refuse him a little treat. I’m surprised Raffles isn’t in sight, waiting for some droppings.
That face! Those eyes! Spencer is like a dog: glaring at me if I’m eating. One time I had just finished and there was a little mashed potato left on the plate so I put it on the floor to prove he wouldn’t like it and HE ATE IT!
Mash? Oh yes. I always do extra because the dogs love it!