Actually, I dont. I've been far too busy having massive amounts of fun in my first year of life.
I have encountered the following:
- Microchipping
- Seasons
- An Irish setter called Rusty
- Beaches and sea
- Horses and eating their toenail clippings
- Cats (I like cats)
- Chickens
- Cat food
- Cottage Pie stealing
Not much has changed, except I am bigger. I'm not much hairier, but I do have an impressively dirty beard. I help chop logs, and I bring the kindling in in my mouth. Apparently Im not meant to shred it all over the carpet, who knew?
So, I shall endeavor to keep on top of my blogging, I'm sure there will be much more excitement to come.
Oh, D cried when Tennant left, if that means anything to anyone?
