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 …
Hello, Ludo here. We discovered why Mummy was so busy the week before. And she's been just as busy this week. She had a birthday party with her friends. And she made the birthday cake the week before when she spent all that time in the front room. And guess what! What? We were on …
Hello, Biggles here again. The Olympics are over. It's gone very quiet in our house. Mummy was always watching something. Sometimes she was watching two different things at the same time, one on her little computer and another on the big one. Mostly it was horses, or running, jumping and throwing people, or twizzling people, …
Way-aye, Roscoe here again. That Bertie told you the news last week: I'm all by myself again. To tell the truth, it's not bad. I can sit beside Neville's run, and chew on the bars a bit if I want a chat. Most times he comes over. Sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes he comes and sits …
Hi there, Bertie here. It's my birthday on Thursday! I'll be two years old. Biggles will be two, too. Mummy says we can have a party in the living room again. I like parties. We had a great time last year. But now I feel sad, because last year I was with Midge and Percy …
Kevin reporting today, since I knew Victor. He was a grand old man when I arrived, although then he was only four. He lived till he was six and one-quarter, or thereabouts, and he was the friendliest and most amiable guy you could imagine. Humphrey was friendly too, but a little more reserved. I suppose …
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