Friday, February 01, 2008

 

Walkies wiv mum

When it's not raining, mum takes us furr walks around the feelds. Here I wuz having a rest on the roller cuz the sun came out. Dad pulls the roller behind his tractor to flatten all the lumps in the feelds where the horsies haf been galloping. This wuz a big tree but it wuz dying, so dad got his noisy tree cutter out and made it fall down. Now it goes in our woodburner to keep us warm. You can see some of the horsies behind me. The one wiv a cream mane and tail is called a Haflinger, but she's not nice cuz she chases us.
I am going to be a tattle tail now. See the horsie drinking trough next to me? Well yooshully the water is about three inches furrom the top, but because we haf had lots of rain and the horsies aren't in that feeld, the water is right up to the top. Mum sits on the edge of the trough to watch us hunting and playing, and this time she did the same wivout finking. Hehehe cuz the trough wuz over full she jumped up quick wiv a wet butt.
This bin I am sitting on has got corn in it furr feeding Frankie Fezzunt and his furrends. If you look by my paws you will see where the bad squirrels have tried to eat their way in.That thin strand of wire behind me is electric fence to keep the horsies in their feelds. Mum always turns it off when we go out though cuz she sez if we touched it, we might end up looking like curly cats.

While I was doing all this snoopervising wuz when Eric caught his mouse. I think I taught him well.
We just noticed, this is our 300th Post!!

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Saturday, May 19, 2007

 

What is it???


Aarrrggghhhh I've just seen a monster!!. Flynn come and look. Flynnnnnnnnn where are yoo, come kwikly.

What's the matter Eric, what do yoo want?
Oh Flynn you're the monster. I didn't know what it was.

Go on Eric, it's safe, yoo go and haf a look.

Well if yer sure I'll stick my head in and have a look.I recognise what it is now. It's those funny masks some of the horsies wear to keep the flies out of their eyes.
Yoo haf to admit yoo did look skeery though Flynn.

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