There were three in the bed and the little one said…
Roll over, roll over,
So Willie rolled over, bearing his belly and doing his most bested acrobatics (to show his very best side to the pretty lady.)
And Maggie crossly flumped into the window seat – to show her distain at such blatant flirting.
Leaving Lady Poppy the beautiful tri border collie the whole bed to herself, which she is quite happy with as the wee white boy seems a bit strange if she’s honest…
I wonder if Willie’s idea of courtship will get him anywhere other than locked up in the nut house or worse in the dog house with his wife Maggie?