Good Friday was a very good day...

Every day is a good day when you're a terrier, right? There are always new dogs to bark at, humans to ignore, smells to sniff, things to be grumpy about...But I just knew that Good Friday was going to be an extra special day because J1 was tidying up, which let's be honest, doesn't happen often around here.

I had no idea what was in store until a car rolled up outside and J1 took me to the front door to greet our visitors. And guess who it was???? None other than my pal Asta's humans all the way from the good ole US of A. And who was with them? My square pal Eric and his humans too! My eyes nearly popped out of their head!

Here's Eric and I saying hello:



He's the pipsqueak in the photo. Remember that I'm substantial, NOT fat!

Eric then decided to take up sentry duty:



The humans were ooo-ing and ahh-ing over us both but Eric and I took it all in our stride. I even fell asleep with my head resting on Ami's foot, probably because I noticed she was wearing socks with WFTs on them!

As if the day wasn't good enough already, they then showered me with shedloads of pawtastic gifts! I made a start on destroying a chipmunk but this was swiftly removed as I am supposed to be quiet and resting after my recent stroke.


(Don't worry about the eggs, they were for the Js). I'd just like to point out that the socks are great but rather too big. What's that? They're for the humans? Oh, I thought they were for ME!

After a couple of hours J1 and our guests went out for a stroll but I was too tired to join them so I stayed behind with J2 to try out another gift, my new Cath Kidston Bandana:


(please ignore dead plant growing out of my ear. J1 says it's a work in progress)

and then dream of destroying all my lovely presents...Thank you pals for a truly pawsome day...