"Oscar! No! Oscar, come!"
Hmm, did I hear something? Nah, she can wait. OMG, the most amazing aroma is calling me.... Heaven.....
"PEEEP PEEP PEEEP. OSCAR!!!"
"Yeah yeah, wait". Ok, here we go, get the angle right, aim and roll, head down; yeah man, that's it, muzzle back and forth, turn over, do the other side. Marvellous. Now to rearrange and adorn my shoulders, back and....
"OSCAR, LEEEEEEEAVE IT!"
Oh, that's what mum says when something could be poisonous, but.......
"LEEEEAVE IT. GET YOURSELF BACK... HERE... NOW!!!"
Oh. She looks kinda mad. Best go, but I'll be back, my precious sweet smelling pile.
Apparently she doesn't like the "stench". I think that's what she called it. Guess that means I get a wash when we get back home.
Would you like to see the woods and me with my lovely perfume on my cheeks? Looks rather distinguished, wouldn't you agree?
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