Dear Granny and Grandpa
Dear Granny and Grandpa,
Guess what! I am wearing MOLE, real mole!!!! I have been trying to wear mole for quite some time, but whenever I spot it and roll in it mum starts hollering like a banshee and to be quite frank it is rather embaressing. Today however I managed to do it without her noticing!!! The mole is flat as a flat thing in flastville, I think the field giant (there is one) must have sat on it. I have it on my derrier, my back, my shoulder AND my head!!!! Fantastic... I had a fantastic time before I was called away (which I ignored for as long as I could) AND we managed to get home before it rained so the delicious smell didn't get washed away. I did try and bring the mole home, but mum said we had quite enough. tsk.
When we were out for a walk the other week we came across as boat tortoise:
I thought it hissed at me when I tried to give it a kiss, but apparently it is the sound of expiring air that is required to deflate its lungs to go back in its shell. (aren't I clever!). I cant remember the tortoises name, but it wasn't called Boots and it didn't come home with us.
I have a new toy. Do you remember the pink funky bird I had when I first moved here? Well, I thought it looked better without its head so I ate it. Mum decided I needed a 'change' so she bought me this:
I have NO IDEA what to do with it; I tried to bite its head off but it squeeked!
Mum wants to be a carpenter. Apparently something hasn't quite worked out quite right and now she wants to be a carpenter and do lots of lovely things on the boat. Fortunately my bed isn't made of wood so that is safe for now.
Lots of Love
Boots.
Guess what! I am wearing MOLE, real mole!!!! I have been trying to wear mole for quite some time, but whenever I spot it and roll in it mum starts hollering like a banshee and to be quite frank it is rather embaressing. Today however I managed to do it without her noticing!!! The mole is flat as a flat thing in flastville, I think the field giant (there is one) must have sat on it. I have it on my derrier, my back, my shoulder AND my head!!!! Fantastic... I had a fantastic time before I was called away (which I ignored for as long as I could) AND we managed to get home before it rained so the delicious smell didn't get washed away. I did try and bring the mole home, but mum said we had quite enough. tsk.
When we were out for a walk the other week we came across as boat tortoise:
I thought it hissed at me when I tried to give it a kiss, but apparently it is the sound of expiring air that is required to deflate its lungs to go back in its shell. (aren't I clever!). I cant remember the tortoises name, but it wasn't called Boots and it didn't come home with us.
I have a new toy. Do you remember the pink funky bird I had when I first moved here? Well, I thought it looked better without its head so I ate it. Mum decided I needed a 'change' so she bought me this:
I have NO IDEA what to do with it; I tried to bite its head off but it squeeked!
Mum wants to be a carpenter. Apparently something hasn't quite worked out quite right and now she wants to be a carpenter and do lots of lovely things on the boat. Fortunately my bed isn't made of wood so that is safe for now.
Lots of Love
Boots.
posted by MortimerBones at
5:41 PM
2 Comments:
Boots, you are funny! Can you persuade your mum to let you write more often? I always laugh when reading about your exploits. I'm laughing with you, you understand, not at you.
Boots at last there is a member of the family that keeps bones in order and running on her feet, well done!
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