Baddy has been having a wonderful time of it, running out into the garden, fannying around at pretending to be a cat and then running back into the house, breathless, for a drink of water and a bite to eat. Often, you are out there playing with him, too. Yesterday though, Baddy was hunting bees. Your daddy saw him do a huge comedy dive into the air in order to pounce on a bee. Two seconds later, he was licking his paw. We all assumed he had been stung.
Turns out, we were right...
Turns out, we were right...
WOOOOAAAHH!
The next day, he was dead
happy that the swelling had gone down.
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