Today was very sad. We went to my Great Uncle Billy’s funeral. He was also the Big D’s godfather and known to him as Silly Billy.
The Big D has been telling me funny stories about him – such as going to the Campsies together and Uncle Billy throwing boulders into the ravines. I am sad I didn’t get to meet him, but judging by all the people at the church he will be sorely missed.
I did enjoy meeting my extended family though and I was cuddled a lot and got loads of attention.
We are staying with my first cousin once removed and she has twin girls who are a year older than me. We’ve been having amazing fun. They’ve got much better toys than me and they’re a whole heap better at playing than the Big M and D. I haven’t told them yet, but I think I’ll stay here…