A Very Long Stick

Mum chose the basic walkie today, and I’m ok with that once in a while. There is plenty of exciting stuff to do along the basic walkie too, and we think the risk of meeting a sneaky snake is considerably smaller. After rock jumping and hide and seek, I usually try to find a good stick to carry home. This one was unusually long. I carry my stick all the way up the stairs into our apartment, and I’m very eager for mum to take off my collar so I can sprint over the living room floor with my find!


We also went past Grandma’s house and waved to her while she was standing on her balcony. It’s hard for me, because I can hear her voice, but she is so high up she’s hard to spot. Still, waving is good.