my special notebook

Sometimes I stick things in my Special Notebook because they are shiny. Sometimes I stick something in it because I like the colour or it is a funny shape. Sometimes I stick things in there because I think they might be useful later.

Special Things

I was looking through my Special Notebook for Special Thoughts and Special Things. I have lots of lovely things in there: feathers which are white and very soft, feathers which are stripey and a bit scratchy. I have jewels and shiny spangles and a lollipop which shouldn't be there really but it stuck to the pages when I put it down.

I was looking round for something else to stick into my Special Notebook when I saw a round tube on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it and the top fell off. I looked at it again and saw that it was a lipstick thing. You know, it's like a big fat crayon and when you put it on your lips it makes them go all sticky and a funny colour. It was a good thing to draw with. So I did.

When Honey saw what I was doing she went all shouty.

"Put that down you naughty Puppy Boy!" she yelled. "That is my very special lipstick and it cost me lots of money!"

I think that if it was so precious the silly Rabbit Lady should not have dropped it on the ground. She should keep it about her person at all times like I do with my very special things.

It is very bright and sunny today so I have been out walking with Trevor. Everywhere smells of fresh air. My paws smell of fresh air and I think my ears probably do too but my nose won't stretch that far.

I had just been looking at all the blossoms and the flowers and the new leaves when I heard a funny sound behind me. It sounded like someone was knocking on a tree. I looked up through the branches with peeped-up eyes but I couldn't see anything. Then I heard the sound again. It sounded like drumming.

"Maybe someone is living inside the tree!" I said to Trevor.

And then I thought what it would be like to live inside a tree. It would be all warm and smell of wood when the sun was shining. And it would be all small and snuggly inside the trunk. But when it is cold and damp it would smell musty and moldy. And I bet there are lots of spiders which would creep up your bottom when you are asleep.

"I think we should try to rescue the person who is stuck inside the tree," I told Trevor anxiously. "He probably has a spider up his bottom."

Trevor just laughed.

"No-one is stuck inside the tree," he said. "Look!"
He pointed with his trunk and way, way up at the top of the tree there was a bird. He was tap-tap-tapping the tree.

"It's a woodepecker!" Trevor told me.

I thought that was a very sensible name for a bird like that. In fact I shouldn't be called 'a puppy', I should be called 'a baconsandwichnibbler'.

Spring!

I have lost my camera. I hope that Jezza hasn't used it in one of his sculptures. It is not good because I wanted to take a photograph to show you. I wanted you to see all the colourful flowers that have suddenly sprung up.

One minute the trees were all bare with black branches and now there are leaves and blossoms on them. And where there was just grass there are yellow daffy-dillows* and purple and white croke-hisses* and everywhere looks full of colour again and makes me want to smile.

It makes me want to do more than smile it makes me want to bounce around. I think that is why it is called Spring because people are so happy they spring around everywhere
BOING
BOING
BOING...

OOPS. I've just sprung on to Honey's foot. She is not happy. She is in fact HOPPY. And she is full of the NOISE of Spring because she is shouting out some very rude words. She called me a 'Stupid Pup-Face' which is not very nice at all and quite hurtful.

I am going to go and spring somewhere else.

*Little Doogs meant 'daffodils' and 'crocuses'

Swinging

I was feeling a bit sad and upset earlier this week.
"I know what will cheer you up!" Honey said, holding out her paw. "Come on!"
She can be really very nice sometimes.

We walked for a little while and ended up in a playground where there was a slide, a roundabout and some swings.

"This is just what you need Little Doogs!" she laughed and lifted me up on to a swing. "Hold on tight!"

She pushed me higher and higher and at first I was a little bit scared because my feet were way way above the ground. But soon I felt the wind in my ears and it made me laugh. Out loud. Very loudly.

Then Trevor came along. His bottom is too big to fit on a swing, so Honey hopped on to the one next to mine and he pushed us both with his great big trunk.

We laughed and laughed until I was almost sick. Then we went home for a nice big fat bacon sandwich.

I've had a very exciting week!

I've had a very exciting week! Do you remember me telling you some time ago about the book that has been written about me and my friends? Well there was a big party to celebrate this week - and we all went!

I like parties. Everyone is happy at parties. We all got dressed up quite smart; Honey wore her best shoes and everything. I was a little bit shy because there were lots of people there and I didn't know anyone - apart from Schnoss, Trevor, Jezza and Honey of course.

Schnoss and Honey mixed and mingled, Trevor ate a lot of the food and I sat under the table watching things. There was a bit of an awkward moment when Jezza started to make one of his sculptures with all the handbags and coats that people had left in one corner, but everyone was very nice. They smiled and laughed then took their coats and handbags away quite quickly. Then Jezza came under the table with me and fell asleep.

The writer woman said a few words in front of everyone. She said that she didn't want to do it really but whatever she said she made everyone laugh, which was good. Lots of people bought books and they are going to be sold in proper bookshops and everything now. The writer woman is going to talk to someone from a newspaper next week which sounds very scary to me. And something else....

Oh, Schnoss says that is a big secret and I cannot tell anyone about it....oh dear I'm not good at secrets.