Biscuit Breath

After 2 months of sitting on the drive my car was in the garage for a service and MOT today. It passed but it’s going to need a couple of new tyres soon, if I ever get to go anywhere. 
The not so best son and his girlfriend have just left their door open and Murphy has eaten far too many coffee caramel digestives and a couple of bagels. He’s feeling a bit sorry for himself now and his belly is gurgling, hopefully we’re not going to need a trip to the vets.