Nine

Pips won't mind. She's fast asleep and I am very fond of tissue paper and ribbons, after all, and I can smell rabbit and…..if I just…. that's it George…..it’s in here…….’Gourmet Rabbit Dinner’… there we are. I knew it! I would like to have this for my Christmas lunch tomorrow Pips. That would be tremendous. I do like opening presents……. what's this one? A book…oh yes…'Memoirs of a Geisha' which Pips bought for me to give to her…. 'I've always wanted to read this book' she said, 'thank you George. I will love that'. So she is very pleased with it even though we ended up queuing for ages in Waterstones to pay for it and she said if she’d known it was going to take that bloody long she wouldn’t have/
‘George? What is all that rustling?’
Only me Pips, just opening a few presents.
‘You’re not opening the presents are you?’
No of course not. I was just looking….… Can I snuggle up with you?
‘George no! You're not supposed to be on the bed'.
But Pips/
‘Your nose is cold and wet, get off!'.
it's almost Christmas…
'Who said you could jump up here?’
I did because I want to be close to you.
'No I don't want your bum in my face! OK George. You can stay on the bed but you're not coming inside it. Just move down a little bit’.
But/
'A bit more'.
Pips I have to say this is a long way/
'That's it. Lie down there. I’ll pull the cover over you if you like. There we go. How about that?'
Now I look like Little Red Riding Hood. I can feel it.
'Dogs aren’t really meant to get inside beds George are they?'
But Pips I love you. I do. I really love you and it is Christmas tomorrow …. and I’m so… looking forward to my…. gourmet rabbit.. dinn……………………
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‘Happy Christmas George!’.
Christmas? Christmas! It’s Christmas! It’s gourmet rabbit dinner day!
‘Fancy you oversleeping on Christmas day. It isn’t related in any way to the mess under the Christmas tree is it?’
What do you mean Pips?
‘It appears that somebody decided to open some of the presents last night. Any ideas who it could be?’