Hiya, young 'uns! Mum's been hogging the computer to all hours of the night

(after being on it all day as well). Says it's summit to do with her correspondence training. Anyway, I've been enjoying this property of ours in Snells Beach. I can sit on the front steps and watch everyone walk, run, skateboard and bike past. I've got a lot of fur friends now that I talk to. Their owners don't seem to want to talk to me, though and pull my friends along faster to get away from me. I try not to yell at them, but I guess my voice is pretty big and impressive, eh.

The other weekend, it was my little skin-bro's 4th birthday and he had three of his buddies over for lunch. I wanted to have a bit of fun and get in the way of their bikes and ride-ons and there was a really cool water fight which big sis started with her friends, but I mainly just watched from the peace of the mobile cave - Mum kept the lid open for me. I was allowed to do the cleaning up after the friends had gone home though, yum, cheerios.
Franz (b-day boy) has been going to a pre-school over the road and I've walked over a couple of times with Mum to pick him up. I'm a bit of a star, 'cos the theme at the centre for this term is "caring", which can be for pets, themselves, their families etc. Franz told the children how he feeds me and makes me lie down before giving me my biscuits - how embarrassing.

At the moment they're studying what different pets eat and Mum gave Franz some of MY biscuits, to show the children what I eat - how bizarre is that? I hope I get them back...Strange things, little boys.
Our family has been bigger since we moved here. Two lovely girls moved into the room downstairs in February. I don't see much of the one that's getting married soon, but the other one is going to marry me

She thinks I'm wonderful and handsome and gives me lots and lots of cuddles

She thinks she's gonna move so she can see more of her boyfriend in another city, but I'm doing my best to keep her here...She's much nicer than Mum's friend that keeps coming around in her new clothes and telling me to keep away from her "shoo!" or "go away!" is all I hear when she comes around

Maybe I should see if a bone would cheer her up...
Dudley #511 and my Mum, Alison