Something Fishy Is Going On

Something great had happened overnight, and we noticed it the moment we stepped inside the sheep pen this morning. The sheep are back! Yay! I had this glorious blip of me and some fresh sheep poo, but mum vetoed that for some reason. We zigzagged through, mum looking out for snakes and me having the best of times exploring.

In the afternoon, it became clear that something out of the ordinary is going on. Mum insisted that I try on a baby body that she bought in a children's store. She knows I don't like clothes, and then she comes home with human clothes for me. What? And then I got a bath, several days sooner than necessary. This is Not Good.