When me and Daddy got home yesterday there was a massive dead bird in the kitchen with blood and loads of feathers….

I am not sure what had happened but I had a sniff of the bird and Mr Peppy seemed pleased with himslf for some reason.

Dad took the bird outside and cleaned the feathers with the noisy, sucking machine so I went on Mummy’s bed until it was quiet again.

What’s for tea Daddy?

Here I am at home , I was so chilled out that I let Mr Peppy sleep next to me, I do like him actually, like me he loves his food, it’s a pity he can’t come to East Coast Bicycles with me.  Love Lilydog x