Formerly Feral FridayI'm shoor glad that I'm not an owtside feral poodin any more. It's been vury windy and wet recently. Lots of trees and poles been blown down by the wind and if I wuz owtside, I wood haff been blown away!
When I wuz brawt in the howse, I lerned all abowt TOYS. I din't haff any toys when I wuz liffing in the hedge. This is me on the day I became an inside poodin after mine furst baff. The little mousie behind me skweeks when yu whack it and I still sumtimes play wiff it.
I liked to play wiff tinsil balls and krinkel balls too. Momma calls the krinkel balls mylar balls and they make crunchy sownds when yu pownce it.