Mum and Dad are going away. They can't or won't take me. I suspect there is new food and they don't want to share it.
But they are placing me in care with friends, who apparently have experience with Westies. I am spending a week in fashionable inner city London rather than French country-side.
I am fine. I am adaptable. I fit in anywhere.
Although...
They've told me it's a mixed vibrant multi-cultural area. I think that means there are Scotties there also.
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