On second thoughts I am not sure whether it is right to look forward to New Year because Mum always makes me think about how to be a better boy - revolutions she calls it - and I don't know how to do that! I thought I was just fine as I am.
We had visitors on Sunday when Tigger brought his hoomans for dinner and a sleep over on their way to France for a few days. It was a very late night (lots of food and drink for the hoomans) which didn't stop Tig from running circuits on the lawn at 7.45am on Monday. Result: Mum took him for a walk before Dad caught him and because his hoo-mummy wasn't out of bed. Shocking!
They left after breakfast and I was pleased to see that Tigger didn't take my new squeaky penguin that he was playing with on Sunday with him.
Here are a couple of photos of us on Christmas Day with all the presents and a me modelling a very smart scarf.
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| Note our stockings - Hannah thought they were festive oven gloves! |
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