Eau De Betrayl!
Today Mummy was wearing a new scent. Eau de Betrayl! I noticed it when I was having a cuddle. I sniffed her sleeve and prepared to snuggle in when a scent filled my nostrils. I looked up at Mummy in shock, confusion and betrayl. She looked back at me guiltily. “I was round a friends house. It was have been rude not to cuddle her piggies!” she pleaded. I huffed and rumbled at her.
Then began crossly trying to tear the offensive smell off of her jacket. She told me off and put me back. Still apologising and saying she would go and change. As if a new outfit would get rid perfume perfidy?! (Yes, it’s a big word. I’m expanding my vocabulary!)
Have your hoomans ever betrayed you?