Last night ah snuck out of le paddock to meet zum of mah new invisible friends
Zey politely invite me to join zem to party in le paddock next door…
’ow could ah refuse?

Ah fuel up and zen ah wait til Le Uncle and my Muzzerr were alseep and …

Ah let mahself out of le paddock uzing a top secret technique zat ah can not tell you about or else (according to Le Uncle ‘oo knows about such zings)
ah’ would ‘ave to kill you.

By la time mah Muzzerr stop stuffing ‘er face and realise ah ‘ad gone it waz too late

Ah was stealthily creeping along le next door paddock fence line looking for mah invisible friends

Being invisible, means they are ‘ard to find so ah stopped and chatted to le sheeps

But ah can not understand a word zey zay.

Pretty zoon it morning and ah still ‘ave not found mah friends –
zey are invisible you zee.
Zen along comes my Uzzer Muzzerr and she does not look too ‘appy to see me out and about exploring.
I wander over to ‘er and demand a massage since she zere and zen she escorts me back through the gate to my Muzzerr ‘oo waz very relieved to zee me

My Son! She zay and she startz zlobbering all over me. It get very embarrassing.

Zen le rest of le day she does not let me out of ‘er sight

Ah can’t go anywhere wizout ‘er zo ah spend zum time looking at ‘er armpits – she ‘ates it when ah do zis.

Stop it she zay, get out of there you hairy little boy.

Ah am not a ‘airy little boy, bezides ah am going to break out again tonight zo ah practise dying’  oping zen she will go away.

But every time ah look up to check…

She there, right be’ind me.

And what is worse, she now ‘as le Uncle guarding me from la front…