Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!!!

Yesterday was a big day. Both Mum and Dad were crazy busy at work this week, so Grandpa kindly offered to look after me. (Until 2008, my playcare is too busy looking after the other kids on Thursdays to fit me in.) He gives me lots of cuddles and I was so excited to have our day together that I didn’t even sleep much in the afternoon.

Mum was at her work Christmas party, but Dad took me out in the evening. There were lots of other kids at this place, and then we went into a room with some friendly ladies.

They were chatting away, and then suddenly stabbed me in both legs with needles! I admit that I was shocked at first. I even lost it for about 10 seconds with a massive scream and a few tears.

But, as soon as Dad stood up and held me facing them I yelled “Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!!!“.

I’m pretty sure they got the message and definitely won’t mess with me again for a while. Dad reckons I scared them off for at least 6 months…