She's actually a cheetah. There was me, quietly ambling through a corn field like Scooby Doo, when she attacked me by surprise. She'd stalked me and waited for me and then jumped me. What a fright.
Mirren Tuesday 12th August
He is such a sucker. Get him every time. I love the corn. Because I'm so slim and light and fabulous I can run through the corn without hurting it. He has to go up the tyre tracks. Then I run ahead, wait, and pounce. Joy. He gets a fright every time. Think he'd be on the look out. But no. Ahead he comes. Lalalalala and then whump! I get him.
PS Pam got our birthdays wrong. We were born in October so I'm still four. He's five. And three quarters
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