Morgan thanks you for your good wishes. He had a good day, including a nice ear-combing (
) with a tasty carrot treat for being a good boy.
His scouting for nosh was not so nice, he gobbled up a gooseberry that missed the jam-making pot but he wasn't impressed
He chewed and spat it out, then tried again chewing and spitting, his greed would not let him give in though and eventually it disappeared into his dustbin tum. His saintly nephew Hugo just watched in horror, obviously thinking "What are you like mate?"
Such larks!