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Smelling the flowers

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My mum told me a story about a Griffon who lived next door to us when we were small called Chico because he was cheeky. He didnt like our sealyham terrier…. Fluffy – he barked at him but our cat Archy was walking along a border near the garden next door, smelling the daffodils and the little Griffon watched him and then did the same thing.

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