Overnight the moles have been busy in the garden. Small hummocks litter the lawn. The PONs go in search of the critters. There is much excavating but the moles are long gone. The disappearance of the moles does nothing to stop the intrepid duo from digging. Digging turns out to be an extremely serious affair carried out in complete silence.
Bob, being Bob, is caught tearing up the lawn . Sophie, being Sophie , feigns surprise. She does her best " Digging ! Moi ? Surely you must be mistaken" routine. 'The Font' points out that the mud around her muzzle gives the game away.
Has anyone ever seen a kitchen chair like this ? They were / are made in America but impossible to find in Europe. If anyone knows the name of the manufacturer could they let us know ?