Hello everybody, it’s Bertie here.
Some days last week were nice. When Mummy got home she put us out in the garden in the runs and it was very nice. She put the covers across the cages depending on how hot it was and how late it was. Later the sun doesn’t seem quite so warm.
I had the middle run this week, between Roscoe & Neville near the fence, and Biggles nearest the path. It was nice to see everybody but I find the sky a bit scary, so I rested in the tunnel or under my tent when there wasn’t anything else to do.
The grass seems to be getting a bit dry. I suppose I shouldn’t complain, but it is. Mummy said the grass under the plum tree is very dry, even dryer than mine. We didn’t go out yesterday because it was a ‘bit cool’ as Mummy says, and she brought us in some grass. There wasn’t very much, and most of it was drying, but it was very tasty all the same.
Mummy says we need rain, but only at night. I’m not sure that’s the way it works, Mummy.