This is one of those mixed blessing things. Or silver lined clouds. Or maybe it's just plain WRONG.
As you may have noticed I have been campaigning hard for some time for more (or any) treats. I even found recipes and ingredients. My desires, needs even, have simply gone unnoticed.
Until today. Two unusual things have happened today.
1. A small black ridiculously fluffy thing *claiming* to be a cocker spaniel seedling has invaded our home. As a consequence of our apparently being "scared" of her (ha! as if...) she is in the nice room in front of the fire with mum while I am shut upstairs with the stupid collie whippet.
2. An aroma from the kitchen is stirring deeply buried memories from my brain. If I didn't know better I would say mum is cooking peanut butter biscuits!!!
Is it coincidence or is this treachery of the worst kind?
Will we (that is the dogs-who-are-actually-members-of-this-family) actually get any of the biscuits or are they just for visitors?
Have I got it completely wrong and they are just having satay sauce for lunch?
Hark! The oven beeper sounds!