Apparently, eet ees time for me to leave ‘ome.

Ah kiss Muzzerr tenderly Good Bye.

‘Adieu Muzzerr,’ ah say. ‘Eet ‘as been nice knowing you but now ah must be a Big Boy’.

Muzzerr, she try not to sob. Ah can tell.
It can not be easy saying Good Bye to me.

Even Le Uncle, ‘oo ees Australian ‘as a tear in ‘is eye.

Eet ees a tender moment.
‘Adieu Muzzerr,’ ah cry again, but she ees too busy sobbing into ‘er noms.

So ah check out mah reflection in le water bouquet.
‘Water water in le bowl,’oo is le most ‘andsome of them all?’

Naturally, eet ees still me, ah do not need a Water Bouquet to tell me that.

Ah wander over and check out Monsieur Patersons ‘aliotosis.

Eet could still knock out a camel at 40 paces.
Le Uncle told me that.

‘Monsieur Paterson’, ah say, ‘eet ees a shame there are no camels around ‘ere. Ah would be quite interested to see one knocked out by your ‘aliotosis’.

Then we both bid Le Uncle and Muzzerr a fond farewell…

Before walking off to le uzzerr end of le paddock.