'Them Indoors' have been to Rome leaving me with a nice lady called Ros, and her dogs. They've got a good sized garden, a bit like ours, and some woods to walk in, so it was a bit of a home from home. I took to hoovering up all the balls and, in spite of a character reference from 'Her Indoors' that would have made Ronnie Biggs blush, I was still able to swipe some Marmite on toast when they weren't looking. I was also allowed to choose my own sleeping arrangements and I have to say it was kind of Ros's son to share his space with me. At home I'm firmly in the kitchen.
Anyway, I'm not a dog to bestow my blessings easily, but
Cozy Pet Lodge gets a thumbs up from me. Ros doesn't have many dog slots, as she only takes a maximum of three at a time, but she also does small furries such as Guinea Pigs and Rabbits. If I was one (an interesting thought!) I'd definitely want to stay there.
Unfortunately 'Him Indoors' picked up a stomach bug so their last couple
of days weren't so good. Maybe he should have stayed where I stayed -
I'm in fine fettle. Just a thought for next time as he likes Marmite on
toast too. I bet he'd be more trouble than me though.
I'm not saying 'Her Indoors' missed me, or maybe it was just one marble bust too many, but there's a bit of a theme to her museum photos.
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