Snuggles

Now it gets dark so early

as the nights are drawing in

Mum makes us stay inside.



She wraps her legs in this lovely warm quilt

and then she puts her feet up on a stool.

We both jump up

and sit on her.

BTW   She wriggles about a lot and blames US

for making her legs go dead!!

Snuggles Please

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Mum - could you stop reading the paper please

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I'm in need of some seriously snuggly cuddles and may be a kiss or two.

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