Now Jezza has joined in

Now Jezza has joined in and is telling everyone that he is poorly. Quite honestly it is hard to tell whether he is or he isn't. If Jezza is very well he sleeps most of the time. And if he is poorly he sleeps most of the time. But when he is poorly he groans quite a bit too. And he is groaning at the moment. Very loudly.

Schnoss says that it must be terrible to be a giraffe with a sore throat. And I suppose it must. But it is not much fun being the rabbit who has to stand on a step-ladder so that she can pour gallons of cough mixture down that throat either.

I am starting to feel quite poorly and sick with exhaustion myself.

Little Doogs says he is poorly

Little Doogs says he is poorly so I am going to have to write on here for a while. I am Honey, the very attractive and pretty rabbit. And I am the one with the brains too. And if you don't agree with me I will show you one of my karate moves and that will soon change your mind.

Little Doogs says he is ill because he is shivering and cold and he keeps sneezing. He is also making some very unpleasant smells. I think it is so he can get everyone running around after him. But not me. Oh No! I am keeping my distance from his sneezes. I have made myself a very pretty face-mask out of a lace hankie and some ribbon.

Trevor asked me to take him some soup. But I think if Little Doogs is poorly and shivering in bed he is too poorly to eat. So I have had the soup. Tomato and basil. And very nice it was too.

Weather!

I had just got used to the hot sunshine. I had been drinking lots of water and eating lots of ice lollies. I had covered up my head with a hat and I had put on lots of sunscreen. Trevor has squirted lots of water down his trunk to cool us all down. It was fun and good.

Now it is raining.

Schnoss says that it is good for the flowers and plants because they need a good long drink.

I think Trevor could just have squirted them and the sun could have stayed out. That would have been much nicer and better.