Keeper of the gloves

It was probably the best afternoon of my entire life.  SHE and ME did spend it all in the garden, and I did have to bark at Uncle Fred down the back, but he's a really nice man and lets me lick his fingers.

We have to be nice to Uncle Fred on account of he's a police prosecutor, but we don't hold that against him.

AND, I got to guard the gloves, and I think I did a very good job, but it's as well there were no marauders because I gotted so tired I don't think I could have fought them off.  Further more I didn't run off with the gloves either, but that's because they were wet and yucky and covered in soil.

Apart from that I might have.