'It fits', I tell you, 'it fits!'

Rae couldn't resist these wee shoes at a charity shop yesterday. No pitter patter of tiny feet here, but just pure cuteness!

A couple of treats inside said shoes, and Pio and Bosco were taking it in turns to be the one to make the shoe fit.

This was, of course, after I had rescued it from Cousteau's bed, where he had been snuggling with it.

It didn't fit him either. All were rewarded with conciliatory treats, nonetheless.

~Barking~