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| Me and my toy Pheasant |
The two younger members of the family have been playing on the Wii - I don't really get that. But I DO love playing with my own toys.
You see, I was re-homed once before, but sadly my first family had to give me back because of ill-health (theirs I'm afraid - not mine) so it was back to Crossing Cottage for a brief while before falling on my paws with another new home.
I was very lucky when you think that hundreds of my old running mates are still looking for a first home.
Anyway, I had quite a few toys at my first home and they came with me. My favourites are a monkey and a pheasant. The monkey used to make sort-of Tarzan noises. The pheasant's just really good for throwing and catching. Tends to make people jump if I leave it in the garden, though!!!
3 comments:
I'm glad you faired well during the thunderstorm. You are certainly braver than me. I'm still hiding under the dining room table now. My family were out during the storm and I was all alone in the kitchen, but I made it through... just about.
Ella, Derby
I know a song about pheasants.
It goes:
"I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son.
"I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes."
I think some old fella called Bill Maynard had a hit with it.
Maybe someone in your house can sing it to you?
Love from Spike,
Nottingham.
Ella: I hope you have recovered now. I had some company during the thunderstorm so I was OK.
Spike: I think you need to get out more.
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