John told us that Molly is going to meet a new family tomorrow, they have cats, so Molly went to a house with a cat, she just ignored the cat, so we hope the cats like Molly.
John said to the Mop we will sort some toys out for her to take and a ball. The Mop ran to the toy box and tipped it up he said I want all these.
John said come on we are going to the park, are you coming ,or staying to guard the toys.
At the park Molly wanted a photo taken with the yellow ball by the flowers, the Mop wanted to sit near her but John said, no because you will not share your toys. I said to Molly we will not speak to that Yorkshire terrorist.
Molly said, you can put my picture on your blog Bobby so you don't forget me.
When we came back from the park the Mop ran straight to the toy box he gave Molly a green squeaky, he said there you can have that one thing.
The thing is he does not understand that he might never see her again, he is still too young . He went back to the toy box and said he would sleep on them all night in case some furbody pinched them all.