We arrived at Horsham, got into Robert’s car – and we were soon on our way to Zebedee’s house (and garden).
I’ve visited Zeb a few times before but this will be the first time Zebedee meets George and vice versa. So I’ll make the intros.
We’re here, Zeb!!!!
This is Zeb! He’s a 11 year old Jack Russell.
This is Zeb’s favourite place in the kitchen. I had already told George that but silly him, he still tried to invade Zeb’s territory so he got told off.
As for me, I love the big bin full of amazing smells.
Zeb, said, “Get out of that bin and let’s go play outside!” So off we went …
And then we walked through the woods.
We were altogether so we weren’t afraid.
We did not run into any deers, nor foxes. We didn’t see any rabbits, nor other big dogs. Mummy was a little worried because a few years ago, three big dogs came into their woods and attacked Zebedee. He was very badly hurt but he was very brave and survived the attack.
The day was cold and overcast. It mdd no difference to us but Mummy and Robert were eager to get back inside to sit by the fire.
Once inside, it was nice and cosy. And we all dozed off as we sat by the fire.
All of us …
Including George and even Mummy took a nap!
May’s comment: Must be the country air!
