Like mother, like son

I met up with my mother, Poppy, again yesterday. What a great time we had at Snelsmore Common. We found a pond of course and, boy, was it muddy!

Litter buster

I'm now officially a litter buster! I helped Daddy and a couple of others to pick up litter which is quite bad in the village. Mind you, I love litter, especially when it is chewable! While on this exercise, I found a very muddy puddle and splashed myself like a hippopotamus does! When I got home, as I was so warm (& muddy), I decided to do the same in the garden pond. Here I am asking to come in - no way!

Pond

Daddy thinks I am a big boy now. He has removed the pond cover which was supposed to stop me falling in (theoretically!). I think I will like water and can't wait till I go to the Lake District in May.

Frogs

Last night, I found loads of wet slippery things that jumped in the air. So that is what I have been hearing splashing in my pond. They obviously like the rain. I picked one up and it wriggled and Daddy asked me to put it down again. He would have loved to have taken a photo.

My first swim

I had a great time this morning. I jumped full length into the pond and loved it! I found the only part that wasn't covered. It was the shortest way from A to B, so why bother to go round? I have been dried off and am resting quietly before my next social engagement.

Coming to White Cottage

Well, what a day! I am now 8 weeks old. I had my first car journey which was very soporific after I got over my first anxious moments. I was very good at the petrol station on the way. I have investigated White Cottage downstairs and the garden - dipped my toes in the water and chewed a few plants. I am making myself at home but it is tiring. I am glad I have got a safe bed to myself, but I think I will miss my human parents, my mummy and brothers and sisters.

PS Thank you Daisy for Marcus - see you soon!