Meeting Fei's mum, the lovely Eve

Yes, my ma and I got to meet the lovely Eve, Fei's mum, a couple of weeks ago here in Adelaide. She and Caz were in Australia on a whirlwind visit.

I liked her.

A lot.

Even though she didn't bring Fei with her.



But I made sure I left my scent on as much of her clothes as I could.

(Nooooooooo, I didn't pee, get your dogminds out of that there dog-gutter).

I sniffed her, kissed her lots, snorted and cavorted, and she didn't mind one bit.

Woohoo!

The two humans gabbled on so much it was like they'd known each other for longer than a few minutes. Yak yakkety yak blah blahdee blah.

But lots of cuddles and compliments for me, so that was okay.

Now, here's the competition.

Which of these entirely sexy (in human terms, anyhow, though me, I'll hump anything) pairs of legs belongs to my ma, and which to Eve?



Week's worth of treats to the winner!**

Now, if you haven't already, move on along the cyberway there and visit Fei at her smelly blogplace. She's an absolute cutie.

And actually you'll find the answer there too.


** Hee hee hee, did you really believe that? It'd take a lot more than an ole competition to part with all my nosh.
A duel to the death, maybe.
"Hello. My name is Tin Tin. You took my nosh. Prepare to die." (With bloggedydoggygrovelling apologies to Inigo Montoya in the Princess Bride).