Squeak Easy

Last night Olive arrived at the castle accompanied by Keith the dog. They’d just been to the Pound Shop and that meant loads of new squeaky toys for Keith.

He had a new ball, a chicken leg and a burger, and they all squeaked. Keith found this hugely exciting – and he wasn’t the only one. My tics went through the roof, and this in turn got Keith even more hyped up.

So for all of our sakes we put the toys away, but that didn’t work at all as Keith’s whining in protest was pretty intense too.

In the end Olive separated us. Keith and his squeaky chicken leg got shut in the hall, and I stayed in the living-room with my ear defenders at the ready.

Harmony and order were briefly restored to the castle.

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