Escape
Posted on Jan 5, 02:56 pm by Wriggle Pot
I escaped from me mummy and daddy yesterday. Oh, it was rather fine – Uncle Scott took me to his home for an overnight stay and I played with Blake some – he’s my cuz you know.
We played with some unusual treats including a Playstation. I’ve never seen anything like it! Me mummy only lets me watch a little bit of TV so it was some kind of heaven. Blake showed me how to race and karate-chop up a storm and I had a fit of the giggles, some! Uncle Scott says I have an infectious laugh. I’m not so sure about that. Whenever me body has something infectious, mummy keeps me home from the creche, so I’m sure it can’t be good!
Then Uncle Scott joked that I would be having juice and lollies for dinner! What? That doesn’t sound like a joke, ol’ timer! Give it up, I says to me uncle, but it came out like “unmosutaeet-ta” (you know, you say “ta” after everything – it’s the only way to get something in me home) so of course he didn’t understand me and I had something nutritious instead. Bah Humbug – as if I’d be allowed to have anything that tastes good in me little body. I think me and mummy will be having a quiet chat, if you know what I mean.
By the time I got in me portacot, oh, I was so knackered I slept for 12 hours straight! Must have been all that sugar! But I heard me Uncle Scott and Auntie Jude tell me mummy and daddy that I was some kind of “Angel” so maybe I got me some leverage for a sugary jube in me day. I’ll keep you posted!
