Another rainy day

Another rainy day. I’m staying on the sofa no matter what Mummy says. Mummy is talking about feeding me raw food. Is she mad? I’m not sure but I’ll try anything once. Yesterday I faced my biggest fear and won twice. Three men in yellow jackets digging up the road and traffic cones. It was very noisy and I barked back at them, then mummy calmed me down and gave me a treat, so I felt much better. Mummy falls for it every time.