My topsy-turvy life

By Rathmandu

Aisle of choice

After a nice long trip to the park we stopped off to get James some food. Owen was very insistent on what James would like, he shouted me down the Isle, picked the box off the shelf, and came trotting down the ailse with it.
All despite the fact I was stood next to the wet food. He was right that James has Whiskers, clever little dude.

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