Elsie the Cockapoo


I’m still not old enough for walks outside although that last injection – the one when the vet also put a micro-chip in my neck – should mean I can go out on Christmas day. I hope so because that one hurt a bit and I must confess to having a little cry and a bit of a growl at the vet. I punished my human Tim by refusing to take any treats off him for a couple of hours.


Tim has taken me out around the village all wrapped up in my bed blanket. My favourite place is the pub because all the people there go “ooooh and ahhhh” and give me lots of cuddles. I like it round the village and I’ve seen big busses and lorries and men in bright yellow jackets who were digging in the road and a man in a big hat. They all…

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