Lucky Guess

Mum: Been having a nice roll in the dirt and grass, have you?

Mr Bumpy: Why yes, I found a lovely sunny spot to roll in. But however did you know?

Mum: Just a lucky guess.

Mr Bumpy: I hope she's not psychic.  There's too much I don't want her to know.

In the Back Yard

Mr Bumpy: So, Percy, now you've got back yard privileges, do you want to me to show you how to get around the "cat proofing" and escape the yard?

Sir Percival: Oh no Bumps, old fellow.  That would only make the servants worry. We can't have that. Noblesse Oblige and all that.

Miss Fantasia: See Bumpy, you're the only bad animal in this family.

Sir Percival: Fanta dear! Young ladies need to show a little more decorum! (Sigh.) How did I end up with a family like this?

Shameless Self-Promotion

Settle in for story time.

This is me reading "Spring Cleaning" one of the short stories in my new book Patchwork.

Percy in the Great Outdoors

I've been granted backyard privileges,

on a trial basis.

This is great.

I can see the whole yard.

I think I'll go back to the couch now.

Cut It Out

Mum: Percy! I'm trying to cut out a dress pattern here.

Percy: Maybe you should do that somewhere else.  Don't trim the tail.