Mud, mud glorious mud,
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood.
Well, I got myself into a right pickle this time. She who rules the universe took me for a walk and I found this lovely muddy pool full of cow poo. I had a lovely time snorting and snuffling and digging in it making glorious odorous bubbles of gloop but you should have heard her shriek. Then we had a tug of war, she wanted to pull me out and I wanted to stay in. It’s not my fault that her shoe fell off when it got stuck in the mud. So here I am waiting and I can see her coming towards me with the hose pipe. Oh horror!
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood.
Well, I got myself into a right pickle this time. She who rules the universe took me for a walk and I found this lovely muddy pool full of cow poo. I had a lovely time snorting and snuffling and digging in it making glorious odorous bubbles of gloop but you should have heard her shriek. Then we had a tug of war, she wanted to pull me out and I wanted to stay in. It’s not my fault that her shoe fell off when it got stuck in the mud. So here I am waiting and I can see her coming towards me with the hose pipe. Oh horror!
Love from Mrs Turnbull
This is what happens when I take time out from writing.
This is what happens when I take time out from writing.
