Where's Mish? # 1

Well, I'm not hiding behind this little fluffy toy, that's for sure! I think SHE wanted a picture of a real dog, but SHE couldn't find one.

I'm stuck at home, boarding with Aunty Wendy while THEY are whooping it up in some place called Melbourne. I don't know why I couldn't stay at home with Ollie and Ernie. But no, I couldn't.

I cried a lot when SHE and HE left me behind.

But then I saw a new C.A.T. And it hissed at me. Pooh I thought and walked away. The hissing C.A.T. was a bit nonplussed and stopped hissing.

We are going to have to concentrate very hard over the next couple of days because I shall have to write my diary by thought transference to HER. It won't be easy.