Not quite Top Drawer

I picked Woozle up from Nursery on Wednesday as arranged. She walked happily home with me, having fun kicking the Autumn leaves. I had her on her reins, Brakkie on his lead and Woozle's bag, coat and doll under my arm, so you can imagine how tangled up I got.



When we got in, she wanted to have some strawberry yoghurt. She thoroughly enjoyed it.


But WHY oh WHY did she need to eat in the drawer???????????????