Today I picked up a bee. Lynettea saw I had something and made me put it down and we went another way down the path. Later when we were in the same spot, I picked up the bee again gently and then dropped it. I think it was damaged.
Lynettea was not happy and we had to go inside. She gave me a big lecture about picking up bees and how dangerous it might be for me if the bee stung me. Then she put some of my favourite jelly food in my bowl. After I ate it I threw some up and Lynettea was really worried (she said) that the bee might have made me sick.
I didn’t like to see her worried, but there wasn’t much I could say. I feel fine.
I am now resting comfortably in my blue blankie on the sofa, after a game running around the house. I am grooming my furs with my tongue. Some ladies admired me from the other side of the street today. Lynettea thinks I could develop a fan club, like Diamond, if I were more confident about going out.
Here are some pictures of a few of my flowers, before the hail chopped holes in the leaves.
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| Bluebells |
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| Crab-apple tree |
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| My Nasturtiums |
