Frank’s bone

Posted on Friday, January 22nd, 2010 at 6:59 am Permalink

The butcher gave Frank a bone and I put down on a tea-towel so he wouldn’t dirty up everything. But I guess he wasn’t interested in eating it right there and then so he tried to hide it. He spent 40 minutes (while I was sitting at the computer) pushing his mattress, the blankets, his towel and the tea-towel into a mini mountain so that no-one could find it!!!

Poor baby… he needs a back yard! Or a sandpit in my lounge room!!

Categories: frank, life in Rome