Treatless

Dear O'H dear, Lovely Tea Jenny and The Eldest Mini Princess,

Me: “Oh Murphy you look very cute. I will take a picture.”

Murphy (immediately running over): “I am a bestest boy. Am I getting a treat?”

Me: “No, I’m taking a lovely photo. Just go back to what you were doing.”

Murphy: “I have no idea what is happening…I will bark at you until you explain. In the meantime, what does a bestest boy have to do TO GET A TREAT?”

Me: “We’re done here”

C