Mor camo-flarge

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: nope
• Simpsons: no- Daddy cayme home all snotty an coffin. So me an Mummy walkt up to Tesco to get him sum medisin. An choklit. An chiken soop, froot jooss, echinininininacea (don't kno wat that is reelly), Oirish Soda Bred an a Do-nut. I bet it's the Do-nut that cures him.
• Tesco: see abuv. I DID enjoy riting it all agen, but she told me it lookt like a mistake.
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: not blinkin likely, it's gon all snotty rownd heer /10
• Day Score: 7.29631 /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

A littol wile ago, I posted abowt camo-flarge. It is importent to kno abowt camo-flarge wen yor a spy, that's how I kno so much abowt it.

Well, yestaday I cayme across another exslent exampol of it.

An I took this photo of it:


Did yu see the frog?

OK, yu probly did. But I bet Scruffy Fergus, the big ginger cat from up the rode wuddent hav. ( Him an his scruffy maytes ar in heer most mornins, reelly erly, sittin, waytin for frogs, or berds or mousies.) An enyway, that's the poynt of camo-flarge.

I've notist that all the frogs in the gardin do this- they are all diffrent colours an patterns, but wen I go to talk to them they jump onto sumthing that looks lyke their skin. Clever eh?

Dilly sed it was cos they don't want to talk to me an ar tryin to hyde. But wat duzz she kno? I happen to kno that they ar jus showin me how gud they ar at camo-flarge.

In a similar ponder, I fownd a grayte blog this week, all abowt things that look like other things. Heer is an exampol:Can yu see the "Bear" face, growlin out of this tree? WOW!

Check out the site fer lots mor amazin pikchers. It's cald Things Look Like Things.

Bye fer now!

She goosed a frog, I tell ya!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no....we needid to go, cos we ran outta milk. Then they disappeared. Wen they got bak, I arskt them abowt goin to Tesco, an Mummy sed, "Oh, it's ok Bob, I fownd sum mor milk at the bak of the fridge." What the? SLIGHTLY suspishus that they sneekt out wivout me. They wuddent do that, wud they?
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! /10
• Day Score: 7.6/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Been lookin at the berds in our garden. They're startin to bring their babys wiv them.

All the babys luv the berd-bath. carnt see the attrakshun myself. But heer's the weird thing- it stays clean wiv all the berds EXCEPT the starlings. Boy, they must be filthy. All that's left arfterwoods is a bit of brown sludge.

Well, Mummy went out to clean this out an top up wiv new water earlier, an a frog jumpt out from underneath the bath. She put it bak under, saying, "Sorry, Froggy, dident meen to disturb." An he jumpt out the other side. So she put him bak under agen, but he wassent havin eny of it. Must be a stubborn sort. Bit like Dilly.

"is there a helpline for abused frogs?"

Enyway. So off he leaps, across the garden, till he gets to a small fence separating the lawn and the flower bed. He wants to cross it, see, to hide in there away from the berds. But although bouncy, his legs are small. So wat did Mummy do? Did she gently lift him over the barrier? Did she maternally coax him over his predikament? No. She goosed him. GOOSED him, I tell ya.

In case sum of yu are unfamiliar with this expreshun, let me explain. It involves holding all your fingers straight an together, pointing out like a small shovel. Then yu playce sed shovel jus behind the poor creacher's bum-end, and kwickly poke, like it's being pekt by a goose from behind.

I've never seen a frog leap so high so farst.

Sertainly got him over the littol fence. I'm not shor if he's even landed yet.

Better not tern my bak on her fer a while....

Bye fer now!