Help! HELP!! HEEEEEEELP!
Let me out NOW – this minute!
What’s all that noisy, squeaky fuss about, Marigold? There’s an awful lot of ‘language’ coming from somewhere!
There does seem to be rather a lot of noise.
Never mind. Lets just ignore it. Look – we are about to get our photo taken. Smile sweetly and say GRASS!
Oh PHEW! Yes! There WAS a lot of fuss and it was coming from poor little ME, Mariella!
Didn’t you KNOW I was trapped under that plant pot?
I almost missed getting MY photo taken.
Look here, Mummy, bring the camera thingy! I am ready for it!
No! You wouldn’t dare hide me again would you Marigold?
NO! NO! And thrice NO!
DADDY! Come and protect me! NOW!
Oh! there you are . . . about time.
Take me away from all this. They were going to put me under a nasty plant pot! Boo hoo, sniffe ETC.
What’s that Daddy? You wouldn’t let them?
Oh Daddy! My hero!
Actually – I knew they weren’t really – I just wanted an extra Daddy Cuddle!
Ahoy! I say! AHOY THERE!
I am going to sail my my beautiful new boat on a voyage across the seas.
Errr . . . what do you mean, ‘I have to row’? Isn’t it powered by anything?
Well, I’ll soon see about that!
That’s it, Marigold – row, row, row the boat, and off we go!
That Marigold is very useful sometimes.
Oh no! Look at all that water . . . it’s coming in!
We’re filling up! It’s time to bail out!
Whe . . . where’s Fairy? She’s left me in a sinking ship.
Bail out, Marigold, swim for it . . . squeaks a little voice from the shore.
Phewee, back on my kitchen table now after all that excitement.
I think we will keep the boat moored here, then I can hop in and have a snooze whenever I like.
Hello! What do we have here then . . . is this what I think it is?
I DO know what it is, I do, I do, I have just forgotten the word for it . . . anyway, it must be a present for me seeing as it’s landed here, right under my nose.
Let me get on with my investigations. Now then, let me . . .err . . . well, I can go under it but that’s no good, you can’t even see my ears.
Oi! Here I am! In my new HAT!
What do you mean, ‘it isn’t a hat, Fairy’?
Of course it’s a hat . . . it’s on my head isn’t it?
Well! I didn’t know Mariella was going to be allowed a go . . .
It does have nice knees, you are quite right, Mariella, very orange too, which is a bonus if you ask me.
That’s better! Actually, it is rather a snug fit . . . made for you I would say. But it isn’t FOR you. Just as long as we are all clear on that point.
Oh NO!!!! Marigold is in . . . in my . . . . what-do-you-call it.
You can get your bottom out of there Marigold, it isn’t your size – you’ll stretch it. I don’t think they even make them in your size . . . I must admit though – you do look very cute.
Phew! I am back in my rightful position. And guess what? I remembered what you call it! I’ve seen these creatures on my computer. I didn’t know they were all soft and squashy like this though, nor did I know they were filled with Guinea Pig . . . oh well, you learn something every day!
Heeee! I can hide right under my Turtle-Topper (did you guess right?) and pretend I am not in! That should fool everyone.
Now all I need is a bowl of salad under here with me and life would be perfect . . . . Muuuuum!
I am just getting a bit of practice in ready for my forthcoming Driving Test.
Being the generous little piggy I am, I offered Marigold and Mariella a ride today.
Hang on in there, you two! I am just going to get my paw down and go for a bit of a zoom!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee! Nieooooooooooooooooooow! Screeeeeeeeech!
‘I’m feeling a bit queasy, Marigold’.
‘Me too, Mariella! Fairy has spun my tummy up with her zooming about’!
Toot-toot! We’re here! When you’ve both finished clinging on you can disembark! I’ll take you for another spin tomorrow if you are good!