Carrot

SHE has heard that carrots are good for my teeth. And maybe if I eat carrots I won't have to have my teeth cleaned.

That's the theory anyway.

I have to say they taste pretty good.

I don't fancy HER (or HIS) chances of getting their fingers in my mouth to clean my teeth anyway.

I might be wrong. It has happened. Only rarely, but it has happened.

In other news, HER using a stick has an advantage, to me anyway.

I used to be carried through the front room, to go out of the front door for a breath of fresh air. SHE can't carry me and use a stick all at the same time, so now I'm allowed to run out of the front door on my own four feet. I mean, that's what feet are for isn't it?

This morning when I came in, Raj was waiting, and I spotted him, and chased him upstairs. He wasn't happy.

He's my new cardio partner.