My new house

Mummy and Rosie have arrived!! Despite fears of airport horrors and immigration delays with illiterate officials, they breezed through. Day one (following a long sleep…) and the boss of the house looks relaxed and chilled….

 and quickly settles into the sofa nearest to the telly. So this will be her sofa I suppose.
 Day two – new friends. Refugees from next door (who have gone away for Ramadan.) Rosie quickly sets about bossing them around and showing them who is in charge.
 Relaxing in her lovely new garden.
She has christened this one Barney. I have explained it isn’t staying. She doesn’t seem to hear me.