Moon Hopper

I said that I wanted a moon hopper and all I got in return was "If you are a good boy this and if you are a nice boy this and a whole heap of crap about Santa.

Well damn you all I say I have made my own moon hopper and if you look closely it is my procured black balloon. They said it couldn't be done but I know better than everyone and the proof is in the picture.

They keep telling me it will pop but I know it won't because it is my special toy and it will never leave me.

In other news, the olds have put a lock on the pantry. I knew that I shouldn't have let them know that I could reach the "special" shelf but my chocolate addiction got the better of me. I guess they had no choice after mum came in and saw me taking big bites from her special chocolate.

Shrek has also come to see me. I am pretending to be scared by him. Secretly I love the thrill of peeking at the big green Oaf. Just today I ran around the corner into my brothers room and bam there he was standing right in front of me. Stopped me in my tracks that did. He has also appeared unannounced in the lounge and under the stairs. The olds should really do something about vermin like him.

Jude