On Tuesday the Mother told you all about how I do some proper amazing stuff and it totally baffles her. But between you and me it’s pretty easy to tell whether or not the Mother is getting the hoover or my food out of the cupboard. She takes my bowl with her when she’s feeding me. As for getting a walk after she puts her uniform on, duh, it’s a uniform. It looks the same every time. She puts it on, I get a walk. Simples. And when it comes to having new toys or treats in the Mother’s shopping bag, she always tells me that she has them.
She always uses that silly baby voice she thinks I love so much. Really I just get all excited over the toys and let her think it’s because of her. But the mystery of how I know she’s in the street before I can see her, I really am psychic.
What about my furry friends? I bet you have some psychic powers!