Hummmph – either someone has tidied away the view (Mummy), or someone is trying to sneak up on me.
Funnily enough, I have spotted the odd couple of strange ears on the horizon lately.
Marigold, have you spotted any stranger than usual going on type things in the ‘strange ears on the horizon’ department recently?
No? Oh well, never mind. Nice hat by the way.
Humm – now what can this ropey looking appliance be? Sorry to string you along, but it’s time for my daily stroll on the lawn.
Oh goody – there looks to be a tasty treat trap – fine grass and tomatoes – my favourite.
And a jolly useful piece of rope too. I wonder what’s on the other end.
Oh, it’s just a couple of strange ears on the horizon, with a couple of mousie types attached.
SQUEAK-SQUEAK – Howdy, darn tooting pardner!
I’m Roger Roy and this is my Lass, Sue. I work in the Wild West Bank as The Lone Arranger.
Marigold! I told you a couple of strangers just drifted in to town.
Looks like we may need to call on the services of General Custard – we are surrounded by red skins!
Yes I know that was a bit wheek, but I couldn’t resist it! And now . . . back to the story . . .
Okay you two no good, low down hombres – go for your Bun.
Waddah ya mean – which one is ‘Ugly’?!
Now then my little Amigo’s, what is this Wild West malarkey all about?
I like the dressing-up bit – very ME, don’t you think?
Oh, it’s a Lasso is it? I knew that.
Would you like to see my Clint Eastwood impression, Sue?
When a Piggy with a Tasty leaf, meets a Mousie with a Lasso – the Piggy with the Tasty Leaf is me. Or anyway, something equally profound, oblique and suitably tough sounding.
I like the sitting around the campfire telling stories about how great darn tootin’ I am too.
Enough of this sitting around – it’s time to round-up that thar posse and go rustle up some salad.