My name is Charlie the Chihuahua. This morning I found a vanilla slice under a hedge, but because Bob the Vet has said that my digestive system can't handle fat, Arthur (❤️) tried to get it out of my mouth. I was too quick for her. 😏
Last night, Charlie The Chihuahua (and Mr Fq and me) had dinner with Zoe the Vizsla and her people (previously people of Leo the Vizsla ❤️). Charlie and Zoe got on together very nicely, and Zoe did lots of excited puddles.