Friends, I have a question for you.
It is customary, is it not, when one's name and picture are featured prominently on the invitation, that one is actually allowed to attend the party?!
Another question.
Since when was an enthusiastic and affectionate greeting a crime punishable by solitary confinement?
Oh, and another thing.
Where did it say 'humans only' on the invite?
So all my neighbourhood friends (next door's springer spaniel Molly, dinky little Daisy the yorkie, Mackay the black lab and handsome flat-coated retriever Jake from across the road, plus puppy Harry schnauzer, Border terrier Bonnie and wee 'apricot' poodle Jack, who all live down the bottom of the street, and finally Bunty whom we have met previously and who stays just quarter of a mile away), all of them were heartlessly abandoned on Sunday night as their humans were merrily knocking back copious quantities of mulled wine and scoffing mince pies in MY KITCHEN.
And I was imprisoned without due process in the unheated back room.
Seasonal cheer? I think not.
Bah humbug.
PS from Gail: I would like to point out that is is a grossly inaccurate account of events on Sunday. Bertie was only 'confined' in the back room for a short period on grounds of over-exuberance in the presence of nervous toddlers. He then spent the rest of the evening thoroughly enjoying being carried around, patted on the head and generally fussed over to a quite absurd degree...
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