Monthly Archives: August 2020

Chewy.

Everything needs a little chew.

Stair gates, socks and especially nice toes.

Chewy chew chew.

Bonnie’s leg has been tried and found very nice, Bonnie doesn’t think that it’s very nice and tells Frannie in a very growly way to stop.

So back to socks and toes it is.

Meet the housemates.

Frannie’s never been in a house before, she’s never seen a cat before. There’s lots of new things for her to adjust to.

So I have been busy convincing her cooked chicken is far tastier than chasing her sassy friends.

It’s working, there’s going to be chicken stuffed in my pockets for the next few months.

Oh and everyone gets chicken too because then every time Frannie looks at a cat, she’ll think nice thoughts and not chasy thoughts. She now sits the minute a cat enters the room already. What a clever pup.

A street dog called Frannie.

Apologies for the silence but the storms blew in a five month old street-puppy from Romania. I think she’s a keeper. Very scared right now but she’s joined the right family.

Meet Frannie, our new stowaway. Been with us a few days now and settling in so very well after a bumpy start of snarling and being all street tough.

I think we have a very clever pup here, she’s walked this earth before.

Shady

Even in the shade the weather has been roasting.

Breakfast club.

Feed me or the ear drums get it.

Only a cat would know why they are doing this.

Radiator walking, this is a thing is it Miya?

New sketchbook.

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