Oooo a presie was waiting for me at my grandpawrents.
What is this? A ‘Winter Onesie’!? Are we going to the North Pole?
A little lie down needed after all that.
My Grandpawrents made us a super traditional English Christmas lunch.
…“I’m dreaming of a Bronze turkeeeeey!”
Our christmas turkey came from Norfolk, which is where we are moving to! It was great to take time out from moving and enjoy the Christmas days at my grandpawrents. We felt very lucky and grateful that we could all be together.
Paul carves the turkey and he remembers to fill my turkey bowl.
Turkey bowl…where are yooooooouuu?
Nyom nyom….very tasty!
Grandpaw made sure some extra turkey bits came my way. He has to be very quick so that my human does not see, otherwise he gets in trouble for feeding me at the table!
No joy from Paul though.
Luckily Vikki didn’t notice the extra turkey distribution.
Everyone was very happy to be together enjoying the lovely lunch and presies.
Christmas pudding time.
After lunch Grandpaw tuned in to listen to the Queen’s Speech.
Vikki started reading some of the great book presents.
Later, I joined Grandpaw for a nap….ZZzzzzzz
Then heard something about left-over turkey….