Garden Gaiety then Gloom

I'm having a break. Nora is downstairs (being lazy and watching TV) and I'm annoyed with her. The vegetables have all gone for a drink to the salad bar, and the Blue Footed Boobie is having his lunch.

We've been out in the garden. It was great! But the grass was long (even Dolly couldn't nibble it all up). So, I thought we had better go and do some gardening. It was very hard work.

Nora, as you can see, threw down the gloves and decided to go for a kip on Dolly. She is so lazy.

I worked very hard (stopping only briefly for a chat with Gordon the Gnome).

He was guarding the potatoes. Apparently they make good detectives (like me), because they keep their eyes peeled. A lesson for us all there. Nora, on the other hand, had her eyes closed.

So, I'm having a banana break (or slice). I think I might go on strike next week (and join the post men). I wish some of the other animals in the Fluffy-hair house would actually help with the chores.

Lewis (on strike from NOW) :-(

sleep

oh dear. its been pandamonium. or was that immodium? i can't remember. anyway. i didn't sleep for days (well, nights) as i was scared about making a mess in the bed. but then i did get to sleep (and did not make a mess). i slept so hard that i must have walked in my sleep, as i woke up in a very strange house.

i found some chocolate, but it turned out to be a brown candle.

luckily there was a door in the door, so i managed to get out without anyone noticing.

apparently, all the animals in the fluffy-hair house were worried about me. they looked everywhere - the fridge, the cupboards, the biscuit tin, under the rug, even out in the bins! but could not find me.

luckily for me, lewis used his detective skills and managed to spot some of my paw prints and found a trail of rice crispies. so he followed the trail of crisp-rice and found me!

i hadn't gone far. thanks to lewis, i am safely back in the fluffy-hair house. i am now sleeping every night, helped by a mug of hot chocolate (yummy).

everybody poos.

take comfort in your friends.

everybody poos,

sometimes

(domesticated) nora xx (no poo when asleep here)

Poo

Well. Its been a bit of a poo day today. First of all, the card-camera-photo-sticky-thing broke, so you will have to wait a while to see us again. Then Nora was sent an 'anonymous' email accusing her of pooing in her sleep! This 'anonymous' fluffy creature had heard that's what pandas do when asleep! This email possibly originated from a tiger with a grudge. I shall use my detective skills to find out more...

Anyway. Nora is refusing to go to bed, just in case she makes a mess in the middle of the night. I've told her not to be so silly, and that all will be well. I too, have been tarred with the poo brush of lies - obviously not literally. Apparently, gorillas eat their own poo! But I don't. And it upsets me to think that others think I would! Perhaps we should all take a leaf out of Simon the Sloth's book (tree) and just go once a week in the same spot.

Lewis (not poo-is)

vegging

aaah. the timeless wonder of the english countryside (i don't know what that means, but lewis has been saying it all day).

we've been vegging out in the sun today in a grass chair (no decking here) as you can see. some vegetables were also vegging out (i think they had escaped from the composter). after my accident, i have decided not to wear my glasses of sunshine for a while, so i just have to keep my eyes closed tight shut. lewis was pretending to be intellectual again by reading a paper of news. this was actually lots of pieces of paper with not much news, but there were some pictures of some nice dresses i wouldn't mind having. anyway, i just popped in to get some biscuits and a lemon drink, so off out again now. oh, i can hear lewis shouting that i should tell you the he and sniff of the yard solved the mystery of the horse that bolted. he was after some apples apparently and didn't want any water, so had only popped to the next field.

sunny sunshine and vegetable vegging to you all

love and fluffy flowers, nora x

Nuts and Bolts and Horsing Around

Well, we've had a very busy time. First of all the Monkey disappeared (Nora seemed more concerned that her new sun glasses had disappeared at the same time). He had apparently been sunning it up on holiday, as you can see.

Then the banks had another holiday, so we had to put our money under the mattress again. There was quite a lot of it this time because Riley, it turns out, has become quite rich from all his chat-show-hosting.

Then, after the banks finished their holiday, the Monkey returned (he'd apparently been practising for a trip he's going on soon to Spain). Nora was so pleased to see the Monkey return with her glasses of sunshine, that she insisted on wearing them all the time, even in the dark. Unfortunately, one evening last week, she had a bit of an accident (horsing around).

As you can see from one of the videos in the house (that Riley swears he did not put up as a hidden camera), she walked into the stone fire place! Ouch!

Well, we had to rush her straight to the fluffy-hospital! But we had to wait when we got there because a horse feeling a bit horse.

Don't worry, he's OK now. When we asked him what happened he said it was like nuts and bolts. He said his rider was nuts, so he bolted! Oh dear!

Nora is OK too, although she has a couple of black eyes (you can't really tell, though, as she already had black eyes) and she did have night mares for a while (about horses). Anyway, she's been getting a lot of sympathy and insists that strawberries are good to help heal bruises.

Not sure about that. Anyway. All is calm now. No more hospital visits, bolting horses or mattress capers.

All this has distracted me from my detective work, which I shall return to. Had better go now, as I have a meeting with Sniff of the Yard to discuss an recent incident of a horse that bolted. Apparently, someone tried to lead him to water and make him drink. This may turn into a case where my detective skills are needed... we'll see.

Lewis x

Fame!

Well. Wouldn't you know it (well, you will now, unless you have very poor memory issues). It turns out that Riley (who, we have found is the world's biggest chatterbox) is actually a TV chat show host! He's taking a "career break," and has now moved in with us! I hope he hasn't hidden any cameras in the Fluffy-Hair house to do some kind of "reality" (lack of sanity, more like) programme. He's been showing us videos of him on TV, as you can see.

He has interviewed a few fluffy celebs; such as Roland Rat, Hartley the Hare, Barbara Woodhouse and her dogs (sss-it), Beethoven (the dog, not the composer, as he died a long time before Riley was born), Zippy, (get down) Shep, Shaun the Sheep and Professor Yaffle the carved wooden bookend (apparently he tried to interview Bagpuss, but he was asleep, so the Professor stepped in at the last moment). We cannot tell whether Zippy (who lives here in the Fluffy-Hair house) can remember Riley, as Zippy, unfortunately, has gone a bit crackers (no malice intended towards savory biscuits).

Anyway, he showed us his book of interview questions. I shall borrow some of them for my detective work. He's getting on well with everyone in the Fluffy-Hair house, although sometimes I wish he would talk a little less. Oh well. He does have some very interesting stories to tell.

Lewis xx

glasses of sunshine

yippee! yippee! a rhino called riley has just knocked on the fluffyhair door and given me a new pair of sunny glasses! just like that!

apparently, he was told by a sheep that i had lost my sunshine glasses!

they look really good, don't you think? what a nice rhino! had better go as i'm making him a cup of tea to say thank you. now, where did i hide those scones?...

nora with new pink glasses - yippee! x