This is a nice family shot isn't it. Just me, Dad and.......him. I like him and then I hate him, I like him and then I hate him and so on.
The problem I have is that Mum and Dad have worked out my cunning plan on how to get to him. I come up and kiss him and pat him and nestle into him and then I unleash the rage. However mum and dad have worked out my attack strategy and move me away before the grande finale of my attack.
I do mostly like him. I mimic the noises he makes, I have heard bird watchers do this. Apparently it lures your unsuspecting prey in. This has not yet worked but I am sure it will.
Enough about him, more about me. I played with Cameron the other day. We sat in the sandpit and threw sand all over each other it was a veritable sand fest.
I have also been learnng to control my so called "Thomas Rage". If that little bugger would only stay on his tracks like a good engine then he would not have to be punished!!! If you see a blue streak flying past your face then you know Thomas has not been playing by the rules and has been taught a lesson he will never forget. Thomas is of course blue....... so is Percy...... so is Toby and so is Poppas silver car.
I have noticed the dreadful lack of pronunciation in this world so here is a lesson for you all:
Strawberry - Correct pronounciation....... Boycey
Chocolate - Correct pronounciation ........ Cockolate
Thomas - Correct pronounciation ....... Toot toot
Shark - Correct pronounciation ....... Bruce Shark
Get it right or else.
Bye
JET
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