I don’t like it hot

Hello, Ludo here. I have decided I don't like it when it's hot. I don't think Mummy does either. She only went out a couple of times last week, and I think she came back with a package both times. Our routine is odd. Mummy leaves the doors and windows open all night so the …

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Nothing happens really

Hello, Locksley here again. This my last post for you this year. I'm sorry, but that's the way it is. Because on Friday it's my birthday! I'll be two years old, so I'll start a new year! Mummy says we're having a party in the garden, and she hopes we'll all behave ourselves. I don't …

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