A dog licked my head!

Daddy says I should write this blog, not Mummy. Mummy says it is too 'cutesy' if I write it, whatever that means, but I've decided to do it anyway and Mummy can write in it sometimes.

Today we met up with my friend Samuel and his mummy Clare by the river. It was a bit colder than Friday so not as nice, but we were having fun anyway, watching the ducks and especially one which came up really close to us. Mummy gave it some bread so Samuel and I could see it really close up, which was fun.

Then I wanted some Scrummy (which is what I call Mummy's milk) and so I was having some when suddenly a big dog ran up to us and licked my head!

I didn't mind, but Mummy knelt up and told the man who was with the dog off. He wasn't very sorry though, which made Mummy a bit cross.

My head was all wet after that, but it soon dried.

Then as we were going home, we went past a mummy duck who had eleven ducklings! It was very exciting watching them; they were very cute.