I like Saturdays. Dad spends a lot of time cleaning out and mending and cutting up logs and having bonfires. And he always goes to the Chicken Supermarket to buy our food for the week and Mum shops in the Co-op. Strange that. Bird and Ellen get the best food and if we are good we get a handful. I love the sunflower seeds and call Sylvia loudly as soon as Dad gives me some. Unfortunately I usually get trodden on in the rush by Harvest and Alice and Truffle the Frizzle and all the greedy Rosecombs.
Anyway today is grey and chilly and so I am busying myself with this and that and generally keeping an eye on things. I have been on the manure heap and had a dig. That is great fun – even better when Mum or Kizzie gets the fork in there for us. Kizzie also digs in the top of the field for worms for us sometimes. I get so excited and shout when I see one. And yes, you’ve guessed it – I get flattened again by everyone else rushing over. Why can’t I keep my big mouth shut and just eat the thing myself? I might try this next time. Hey Ho. Nearly time for bed. Sleep well. Gordon xxx