A Frozen Bean
As I kiss au revoir to The Bean who is flying back to Boston with Two Brains whilst I fly to the UK to spend time with family and friends, it seemed only polite to re-post an early blog from her. Rest assured she is working hard on her transatlantic flying blog. After all when you are a jet-setting Bean it is your duty to share your wisdom with the masses ….
I am a dog. My needs are simple. Food (not necessarily dog-specific food), a bed (actually three beds – one up, one down and one in the car) and exercise. In return I give total devotion and protection from the evil cat next door. Serious … it might look harmless but it’s actually extremely dangerous which is why I must attack it.
Today I want to tell you about snow. I did not ask to come to this place (which took what felt like my whole life to get to and, even though I am small, I was squishelled in the car so tightly that to move risked the whole thing bursting on the peage) but I really do like it here. I get to run around loads, I have discovered that I don’t mind getting wet and I rather like the snow.
Snow is white and it is…
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