Nearly forgot to tell you that we share our home with a rather odd-looking dog called Mr Mao, (though he calls himself Boo).
He smells funny, walks and talks weird and doesn’t like sharing his food with us. He steals our food and toys and tells us off if we try to get onto the chaise while he’s on it.
He gets special privileges, comes and goes whenever he pleases, and sleeps on the Young Master’s tummy after viciously kneading it like dough.
We don’t know what breed of dog Mr Mao is, but he has a face only a mother could love. Still, Mr Mao is very much part of our family, and we love him! 🐾🐾🐾
P/S: any clues as to what type of dog Mr Mao is, please? We are rather perplexed.