A Good Day

It was time to close everything down for the season at the summer house, and grandma and grandpa came along to help. I always love going there, so I was happy! I played with my squeaky pig and carried it to my bed of thyme, I ran around on the lawn and enjoyed the sunshine in my chair. We did go to my paddling spot upstream, but there was no time for a proper forest walkie. Maybe we will need to go there once more, if the grass keeps growing, says mum. I keep my paws crossed and whisper from here: Grow! Grow!