Slave Sis is my sole living relative in the UK. She is coming to stay for a week tomorrow with my twin pug nephews. They are nine years old and still a nightmare. They eat, or try to eat anything that they come across. Twice they have been taken to the vets to deal with 'Gross overeating'. When this overeating happens, they sit in the bathroom looking pained and very fat! Over the past few years they have eaten 9 kilos of chicken feed and around six kilos of very expensive, low fat, dog food. And so much more...

The low fat dog food sack sits happily on the floor in the sitting room and is never ripped apart by my dogs. Also Sir Bertram Puskin would never dain to serve himself from the sack of cat food that sits beside his plate!

Once the pugs ate an entire Christmas cake that was waiting to be iced. It took three minutes. Search Results last minute christmas cake | The Cottage Smallholder

So, with their arrival, I have to organise the cottage carefully. 

They are arriving at 6.30 pm tomorrow. I will be up at 7.00 am!