17th June 2014

Well so much for that little discussion.  A horn in the ribs and then a hoof in the chops and all I said was ‘what was that all about?’ Any way she seems to have returned to normal and I got a monster feed in the end, so much so, I had to lie down for a bit.

The noisy thing at the top of the Park has trundled off having dug up bits of the park and filled them in again – for what purpose? One of the cousins said he saw Twolegs  get out of the thing. I wonder if it had been trying to eat him probably not because he would taste horrible. None of us want to eat him we just want to chase him and skewer him on our horns.

My horns are not up to it yet but they will be one day and then he’s had it.

Hot today, cool yesterday, hot the day before. When it is hot we spend a lot of the day in the shade of the woods near the pile of stones with the flat stones on top. Twolegsnahat’s herd have removed some of that funny stuff they wrap themselves in. They are not very furry underneath are they? Rather pink in my view.

Sometimes they stand in the pile of stones and we stand among the trees and we look at each other. I wonder if they think we are stupid because we certainly think they are. Mind you Twolegsnahat is not so silly he is always just too far away to bother chasing.