Pizza and ice blocks . . .

Last night Mummy made pizza for tea, when it was dished up I heard her telling Daddy that she was going to have a beer with her tea like him, because beer goes with pizza. I told them that I wanted a beer with my pizza. I had pineapple juice. That's hardly fair.

My Mummy went to work today so we have been hanging out with our Daddy. This morning I had to finish my toast so I could have an ice block. I told Daddy that I wanted two ice blocks, he asked why and I told him because I have two hands (obviously). But the ice block was very very cold on my tongue and I had to lean right over the fire screen to warm it up on the fire. I might have to get a chair next time because it is a long reach for a girl.

Daddy has been getting into trouble lately for saying the 'f' word around me, but today I got Mummy into trouble because I told Daddy that she calls the cats little bastards (but only when they drop dead mice at the door).