Today in Switzerland it is Three Kings Day (Dreikönigstag).
On 3 kings day you buy a special bread, and everyone in the family gets to choose one piece.
Inside one of the pieces is a small plastic king, and the person with the king in their bread gets to wear a crown and be in charge of everything for the day.
This year the little slave insisted that the big slave (the boring one) buy the largest bread available, so everyone could have a piece.
The big slave said 3 kings bread wasn’t necessary for pets, but the little slave was very persistent about this.
The big slave sighed a lot and muttered dull things like ‘I can’t believe my life has come to this’, but no one really listened because as we have already discussed she really is quite boring.
Once the slaves came home with the bread everyone picked a piece, and my amazing slave picked a piece for me (due to the ‘no guinea pigs at the dining table’ rule), and my bread had the king in it!
The little slave was very happy and excited for me, and said the new rules are that I can be queen for a decade, because a day just isn’t long enough!
I don’t really know what this means, but I got lots of treats and fuss, and almost managed to nip the big slave when she was topping up my hay.
It has been a very good day, and now I am queen forever.
Love Ruby xx
PS - Below is a photo of 2 pieces of bread with the white plastic king one top of one of them (it is hidden inside when you buy the bread) and the crown.
Ruby declined to have a photo taken next to the crown, and as she is now queen for a decade it was not open to discussion.
On 3 kings day you buy a special bread, and everyone in the family gets to choose one piece.
Inside one of the pieces is a small plastic king, and the person with the king in their bread gets to wear a crown and be in charge of everything for the day.
This year the little slave insisted that the big slave (the boring one) buy the largest bread available, so everyone could have a piece.
The big slave said 3 kings bread wasn’t necessary for pets, but the little slave was very persistent about this.
The big slave sighed a lot and muttered dull things like ‘I can’t believe my life has come to this’, but no one really listened because as we have already discussed she really is quite boring.
Once the slaves came home with the bread everyone picked a piece, and my amazing slave picked a piece for me (due to the ‘no guinea pigs at the dining table’ rule), and my bread had the king in it!
The little slave was very happy and excited for me, and said the new rules are that I can be queen for a decade, because a day just isn’t long enough!
I don’t really know what this means, but I got lots of treats and fuss, and almost managed to nip the big slave when she was topping up my hay.
It has been a very good day, and now I am queen forever.
Love Ruby xx
PS - Below is a photo of 2 pieces of bread with the white plastic king one top of one of them (it is hidden inside when you buy the bread) and the crown.
Ruby declined to have a photo taken next to the crown, and as she is now queen for a decade it was not open to discussion.