
Well.I was innocently taking my wig on a swagger when we came to this cutsie Olde Fashioned Sweet Shop.
Both squares ooooed over every sort of sweetie they hadn't seen for donkeys. Sadly not at Olde Fashioned prices.

You can look at all the lip licking delectables on their web site. Here. Suck and Chew. Anyways. As I was yapping. Was just fox trotting past. When.
Got me a glimpse of something wheelie disturbing out the corner of my pies. NOOOOOOOO!!! Not one! Not two!! But three!!!
Three of them pesky wheelies in the shop!!! Those foxy impostors are back at it. Plotting how to take over us doggies blogs!!! How the dickens do they manage to roll themselves into such unusual places? Sent Mom in to investigate lickety spit. Mr Suck n Chew invited me inside too. Said would I like to have my photo taken along side the wheelies? Seeing how I was the real thing. Haaaa!!!! Sit beside them? Not on your nelly.

More like spill their sawdust. (Xcuse that photo. Something to do with me being on a sugar rush made Mom take the photo on the wrong setting.) Barked them my warning. No plotting!!! Get off us doggies blogs!!! Course. They couldn't bark a word back. What with their gobs being crammed full of Highland Toffee. Sherbet Pips. Pineapple Chunks. Parma Violets. Dib Dabs. Humbugs. Dolly Mixtures. Sherbet Fountains. Aniseed Balls. Plus probably more than one Gob Stopper.
Silly Squares dragged me back outside. Something to do with my bad wiring. Mom said it was smashing shop. Turns out Mr Suck and Chew was a real sweetie too. He told two kids who hadn't got enough money to pay for the sweets they wanted, it didn't matter, just give him what money they had!!!! She said that was wheelie very wagging. Which bloggies is more than I was. Seeing those wheelies plotting. Apparently. Lots of shoppers want to take them home. Imagine! Thank dog we didn't, we've more than enough of our own.
Couple of days later we were sitting downstairs and heard the biggest loudest ever ever ever CRASH. BANG. WALLOP. Overhead. Jeepers. We nearly all qualified for my pal Jo Stains award. Know what that noise was? Four long shelves full of of books, plus a couple of Mom's boxes of jewellery and framed photo's which float on a wall in kitties bedroom, suddenly decide to part company with the wall. And float down just like that. Been there for years too. Like a domino effect the shelves,books and all crashed down to the floor. Now. Guess who lives on the floor directly below the shelves? OOOOOO Haaaaa!!! YES!!! My pesky wheelies!!!! This is a photo of how one of the shelves landed. Course there was books and stuff all higgedly piggledy on that shelf too but Mom removed it all before taking the photo.
Not a single thing landed on them pesky wheelies. Well maybe that shelf biffed Miss Enid on her nose as it fell. That's all. Bark about a charmed life. Not even a punctured wheel between them. But Mom is missing a diamond ear thingy. Thinks it must have gone down a crack in the olde floorboards. Course. I keep yapping to Miss Enid has she seen it but all of a sudden she's gone a bit deaf. Haaa! Funny that.
