This morning the postman posted a parcel through our letter box and it squeaked! That means there is something exciting and noisy in there, right? Right. I had to wait for Mum to get the parcel out of the new ‘Finni-proof’ lettercage. (I’m excellent at not eating the post when someone is there to remind me but make executive decisions when I’m alone in the hall when it arrives.)
On to unwrapping – Mum thinks the first two clips are pretty educational for young Airedales, it shows a) how I’m trying to get her to open the package and b) how perfectly capable I am at doing it myself without the help of opposing thumbs.
That was the first layer of wrapping, and now for the next one.
We saw the Bad Cuz on ‘Noah’s Bark’ and Mum thought it looked like a great toy with a better squeaker in it than my usual squeaker balls (they are nearly all mute), so she ordered one of ebay. She’s really good at shopping on the internet!!!
It’s great. It bounces and squeaks at the same time, and when you throw it into awkward places it bounces right out again all by itself. Although sometimes it flies a bit haphazard and you have to figure out how to retrieve it carefully.
We are scouting out new territories for walks and have found some pretty fabulous places these last few weeks. More of that later.
Bye for now.