WooHoo we are flying tonight. Tonight, I tell you - it's all happening.
Apparently my human has been very busy getting my house ready, and it already smells of some chicken and rice that I'll be having when I get there.
It's going to be a long, long flight, but me and the gang will enjoy some synchronised yelping that we've been working on, and the in flight meals will be good. I like that bit where the stewards wave their paws about showing is where the exits are, and where we can lift a leg for a pee.
I've got some snaps of me (and some of the gang) on our last day here. It's been great in Cyprus, but I do like the sound of Nottingham and PushoverAndy.
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