| Here I am posing in the window, hoping for some sunshine, with Mabel. This was not long after Mabel had had her operation to stop her havng any babies. I've had one too, but I don't think mine was as bad as hers. |  |
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| Did someone say my name? I'm at quite a fluffy stage here - my 'mane' has grown, and my belly fluff is getting longer. |
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| Here I am taking some of my early steps outside and surveying the world around me. Mabel was a bit more unsure of herself, and peered aroung the door before she got the confidence to come and join me. |  |
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| Here we are perched among the Tulips and Pansies that Mum had planted. |  |
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| Here we are encouraging each other to go further in to the garden. Mabel's checking out the environment to her left while I survey the area directly ahead. |  |
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| Now I've got my confidence I'm quite often seen going out on the prowl. |  |
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| I was bouncing about on the bed and thought I'd have a quick pose just as Mum grabbed the camera! |  |
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| Here I am on the back of the sofa trying to make myself into the smallest ball of fluff possible. |  |
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| Hunting Golly is one of my favourite past times. Here I am sneaking up on her, hoping she won't catch me out too early and spoil all my fun! |  |
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| 1, 2, 3, LIFT OFF! Here I am ready to run along the length of the garden at light speed - at my slowest all anyone gets to see is an orange and white blur streak past! |
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| Isn't it lovely how the sunshine makes your coat look lovely and shiny? |  |
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| Mum says that some people have fairies at the bottom of their gardens - she has a furry! |  |
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| Here I am sitting at the bottom of the tree, thinking about what mischief I can create next. |  |
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| Oooh, a squirrell! I hope Mum doesn't notice how far up the tree I'm going, he he! |  |
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| One day, a big box arrived. Mum unpacked all of the contents, and while I played in the box she put this new climbing frame together. I was a little scared of it at first - it could have been anything, but now this is MY climbing frame and I'll defend it ferociously! |  |
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| Here I am again on top of my climbing frame. I'm the king of the castle, and you're the dirty rascal! Or am I the dirty rascal? I'll have to get back to you on that one. |  |
