and left the most ginormous Winnie the Pooh ever. With friends, even.
Sophie gave it a two paws up.
Come to think of it the rest of the animals were pretty happy, too.
Sam was entranced by oh, just about everything. This included the off-key harmonica concert AND the constant nagging to pleasedon’teatthepaper and leavethefreakinglightsalone and getyournoseoutofeverything, youstupiddog.
Emma? In her usual perch on the top of the sofa – surveying the commoners and refusing to set even one paw on the floor whilst all the craziness was going on.
Lily-cat? I always knew she was the smartest one of the bunch. She ran like heck when we came home and didn’t surface until later the next day.