Fin only loves ONE baby. All the others get destroyed, ripped to smithereens, or their “squeakies” forcibly removed in a matter of minutes. All except THE ONE. Fin will just lick, and clean and lick and clean and ………. so we call it His Baby.
So, Dad went to London on Friday (reception at the Canadian Embassy, He got to wear a Silver Medal, offered him by a Canadian Rower – how cool is that – not that much in our doggie eyes!) and then he went to the Olympic Shop where he purchased Lio for Fin and a t-shirt for Her. Notice that me, Bobby got nothing!
Do I care, no not really, cos I stole Lio from Fin for a while and gave him a good old bite or two or three …….