I'm not a sticky beak, I just like going over to say hello. Most of the time Mum just leaves me to it, but one morning she flew into a panic and ran after me.
Apparently before 6am is not a good time for visiting. Mum chased me, calling out my name. She was shouting in whispers if you know what I mean. I was only trying to be polite, but Mum was really embarrassing me, coming out in her pink jammies. This was up there with her "Wallaby Poo Dance".
Those of you who have seen my zooming videos will know how fast I am. I'm also good at dodging Mum. I ran up to their front door and tapped. The neighbours mustn't have heard me so I ran under their bedroom window and woofed a couple of times.
By now, Mum was really cranky. She had stepped on a gumnut and a twig with her bare feet in her haste to stop me. I don't know how this is my fault.... she should have worn shoes!
I was scooped up into Mum's arms and taken home before I could wake the neighbours up. Mum rang them later to apologise but they said they didn't even hear me. They did however hear MUM call out my name!
Mum says I'm lucky that they like me and we're very lucky to have such wonderful neighbours. We really couldn't have asked for better neighbours. They have been so kind and caring ever since we moved in.
One of my neighbours is very artistic and clever. He makes amazing sculptures out of recycled materials.
|This is my favourite.|
|Picking Pixie up for our walk.|
|We'd rather go to Pet Biz next door!|
I hope you all have wonderful neighbours too.