My First Blog

Today I was in the park and I carried a tiny black stone in my mouth up the hill. One time I dropped my stone and grandad almost walked too fast for me to pick it back up, but I got it. I carried my stone all the way home. I love my stone.



When I got home, I went upstairs and I went into my Aunty Rhona's room. The thing they call Niaouli was in there and she hissed at me. I was scared so I barked one time. Then I was too scared to run past the Niaouli thing to the door. So I waited until my Aunty Rhona came to rescue me.



Then later I went to the park and I played with a doggy called Lassie. She was a brindle

Whippet cross. We played chasies round the big fallen log and she thought I was too slow for her. But then I jumped over the log to get to her coz I am clever!!!

Here is a picture of me after I played in my sandbox! I done my best smile for you like this :)