I got problems.
Mum’s in bed, and I was just trying to amuse myself. And it’s nearly breakfast.
I was hungry.
Also, my teeth hurt.
So I tried to be good. I ate the zip off my mum’s travel bag. It felt good to nibble all the teeth off one side. It was so good that I found one of her boots and ate the zip off that too. But then there were no more zips.
Mum was still asleep. I was trying to be quiet. It was boring. I ate a computer cable and the thing that makes her other thing plug into the big thing. It was crunchy.
I chewed the corner of the thing she reads but it made a bad sound, and also Mum started moving so I spat that kindle thing out fast. Not very tasty anyway.
There was also some paper. I think it was tax? It tasted real good.
But then I felt sick.
I was sick. Mostly on Mum’s books. But a bit on her not chewed boot.
Now I got problems…
Life is hard for small dogs around here.
Bye. Love from Harry xx