Magnus 30th June

I am so happy.  Pam has found these Wainwright's biscuits for dogs.  One lot are turkey and rice and the other is salmon.  And I can eat them.  It's great.  The have no grain so my tummy is fine.  I get to eat a biscuit now.  They are lovely and crunchy.  Pam says I have been deprived since I haven't had treats apart from ham and some of her gluten free stuff.  I am very, very happy.  She even brought some on our walk in case we were peckish.  JOY!

Mirren 30th June

I have to admit my own appreciation of these little biscuit snacks.  Since Big Boy has a coeliac problem Pam and Ewen are very careful about what he eats.  Unfortunately, because he is such a hoover, I don't get access to many treats unless Pam slips me something on the side.  Big Boy would be right in there, pushing me out of the way, and grabbing whatever was going.  We would all suffer for the rest of the evening as he farted his wind away.  It's really not acceptable.
On the other hand, because we don't get many doggie treats, I have magnificent teeth.  White, clean, fabulous.  Rather like me.
Magnus has no front teeth.  They are almost non existent.  His back teeth are huge, but tiny, little, baby, front teeth.  I take the mickey out of him regularly about them.  Pam and Ewen call him Toothless, after a dragon in an animated film.  It's a big, toothless, owner-adoring beast too, apparently.