Yesterday I turned five!
I didn’t turn round five times, I span round at least fifty five times. I apparently turned five years old.
She says this is my birthday. Time to celebrate, so I jumped on top of the wardrobe before breakfast. Then they left me on my own all day! They went off in a fast car for ages, my magic food bowl hadn’t been put out so I knew they’d be coming back before too many sleeps. They did, smelling of Oleanna!!!
Things got better. She then gave me two presents.
The first one has feathers and a bedoingee mouse on it. This is supertastic and why I turned fifty five.
Then there was a parcel. I got to look inside, but it didn’t make sense. She says when she’s finished with it it will. However She needs to use ‘hot snot’ and needs a ‘gun’ to do this with!? Her gun is ‘dead’. See, it doesn’t make sense. Maybe its a very long string for my new bedoingee mouse so that I can chase it all around this inside.
Not a bad day after all. Apparently there is another thing that will happen at the weekend, but I need to have some training first. Puzzling!