When little Poppy came for the first few

days he was quiet and shy.

We were a little worried we need not

have been.

He started by attacking the vacuum cleaner

that we run and hide from.

Then he started taking Pips toys right out

 of his mouth.

Then he went into my upstairs bed, he

shouted to tell me there is another one

like him. Daft dog.

Now look he is getting cuddles like a little baby.

John told Brenda he had to be treat like a

proper dog. At least he has gone to sleep

may be the battorie has run out.