House sit eleven was a shorty, I was looking after Arnie the staffy whilst his parents escaped to the tropics of Queensland. Now although I’m not meant to have favourites staffies are up there with my favourite breeds and I could not be happier to look after this little tanker.

Arnie greeted me at the door in true staffy spirit with lots of licks and excitement. He is a staunch little fellow who loved to curl up on the end of the bed at night and cuddle up on the couch during the day.

I was sad that my time with Arnie wasn’t any longer, I hope that one day his owners will invite me back for another slumber party