We've been at the new house all day and the kiddies are bored and ready to go home.
Monty will be desperate for a hot dinner in his bowl.
"Hurry up, Dad !"
Yes Daisy. I have to collect all my tools.
*sniff sniff* "Do you have everything ?"
I thinks that's all.
"You'd better hurry up, Dad. Monty is hungry."
Oh, hello Monty. Something wrong ?
"I'm dying of hunger, Dad."
Yes it looks like it, you fat lump. OK, I'm ready now. Let's go.
"We're ready too, Dad. Hurry up. What's for dinner ?"
Si the DogBlogger.