Living in the country is very nice and I wouldn't change it. The farmer spraying his crops with chicken excrement is not very nice. Nor is hanging your washing outside to dry. Nor is going to a meeting wearing clothes that have dried outside in the country at this time of year.
Today we, and all our friends from Rivington, were invited to Archie's garden party. Everyone was there, Barney, Chester, Fallon, Jake, Jeff, Vinnie, Rosie, Nero, Archie and us. It was quite a squeeze.
The humans had lovely food expertly prepared by Mary and Bernard, and there were bacon flavoured bubbles
provided by the bubble machine.
I don't know where you live. Nor do I know where you got the idea that it is ok to snuffle around our kitchen counter every night and slime everywhere. You are mistaken and this has got to stop.
It's ok everyone, you can stop worrying. We have had some trouble uploading our blog due to some technical hitches. Did you notice how I slipped in that bit of jargon? Mum, a blog is short for weB LOg. See what the techie freaks have done? Made a single word out of two words.... clever huh?
Anyway, it seems that yet again, my attempt at an August blog has been foiled. Aug 2005 looks like it's never going to happen, so I'll have a go with Aug 2006, but if it doesn't appear by November, don't go looking for it.
I got an MP3 player today, for my trip the States. I spend 10 minutes downloading all my music and 45 minutes working out how to put the carry strap on.