I’ve stepped up a little in driving stakes lately. Here’s me with my new brm brm.

Although the steering isn’t a problem, I’m still having trouble reaching the pedals. I think I need to get a few pieces of wood and tie them to my legs.

Today was going so nicely, I’d tricked the parents into giving me lots of chocolate. Then we went out for a walk which I always enjoy. We walked all the way to this big building and it was great there, because there were lots of little people like me to play with.

Then things weren’t so nice. Mama and Papa took me off to a room with more big people in it and one of the nasty, horrible, big people stock a needle in both of my legs, which bloody hurt. A lot.

I don’t think I want to walk to that building again *sniff *sniff.

I’ve been exploring the garden the last few weeks but for some reason Mama and Papa weren’t too keen on me digging out the soil with my hands, I have no idea why, it’s really fun stuff especially if you mix it with water.

Anyway, the other day I came home and they’d brought me some yellow garden tools. I have to say it makes digging even bigger holes much easier although I think it will take me a very long time to dig a hole as big as Papa’s. He cheats, he’s got a much bigger spade than me.

For some strange reason, Papa doesn’t like me getting too close to the broccoli.