Cleaning Day

Mum decided it was a good day to clean the house, her logic being that the lawn got mowed yesterday so today was free. A bit weird, I know. But all the carpets had to go outside, and had to be watched, while the dreaded vacuum cleaner did its job. So I helped, of course, staying outside with the carpets. I got my favourite little forest walkie as a reward. I got to taste some lingonberries. I am not sure I like them very much.

The German dogs' very nice, but very Suspicious-smelling-intruder mum, stopped by to give us plums from their tree. I barked and barked, but she just didn't care. She just sat down and played with me, on my turf, smelling like Other Dogs and I didn't know what to think. It is very confusing. Mum asked her to please come back again soon. I don't get it.