It woz nice and cool this morning so She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed said we'd go for a proper walkie today. 

There were rabbitties playing in the road. 

We went across a field with lots of thistles in. They be pretty but prickly if you gets your paws in them. There woz a horse in here so She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed had to stay on her walking string. 

But she took it off in the next field and I could have a good run, chasing butterflies without having to worry about her. 

We went to the deserted farm. 

I's not allowed to go in the house as it be dangerous. 

This chimney gets more wobbly effury time we come here. One day it will be gone.

These bushes should not be looking like this now they should be green. 

The mens be playing with their tractors baling the hay.

I found a buzzard feather. Do I look smart?

Then we went home.