Inside The Box & French Cuisine
So whee left you all trying to guess who had a little foot sticking out of that box. Shockingly NO ONE got it right. That pretty paw did in fact belong to Clover!
Now, onto what whee got up to today. Again the temperatures were warmer than expected, leaving us sleepy and lazy! (Not too different from normal for me!) Mummy put us out in the garden when it was cool enough. There whee enjoyed grass and herbs.
I had a very interesting discussion with a snail sliming around on our run. Seeing as he did very little (No!) talking I had to think up my own name for him. I chose Louie. Unfortunately Nutty tried to eat him and he refused to come out of his shell after that. I was rather frustrated when Mummy took him away saying that she was worried that Nutty may succeed in make Louie his lunch! I think Nutty must be French if he likes eating (or trying to eat!) snails. I asked him if he was and he just said “Oui”. (though it could have been a “whee”) I will take that as a yes!
Here is a pigture of me enjoying the sunshine (please ignore the parsley behind my ear. Mummy though it looked funny when it dropped on my head and insisted on taking a pigture!):