Dad’s Home!

Dad is finally home! Of course at first I didn’t come up and say hi. First I had to go and sniff all his stuff… where has he been? Has he been eating carrots without me? I have to know!

It turned out that he’d been up north somewhere, and everything of his smelled weird – dad said it was “chlorine” from the pool. Whatever you say dad.

I’m just glad he’s back; I prefer the way he makes breakfast.



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