I got the clock for my mum. It was her birthday. It took ages to get here. Every day I waited to see that man that brings us stuff but it just didn’t come for long time. When it did arrive I was very excited. I bounced around and around. When my mum opened it she loved it. She thought it was funny that I would ever let her forget to feed me. She hung it on the wall but she said something about the hands being stuck. I thort it was only humans that had hands. I’m confused. Then mum took the clock apart did a bit of magic and then she seemed happy. It seemed an awful lot of fuss really that is why I saying service “paw”