Christmas for me this year has been a veritable social whirlwind. We’ve had a trip to the races, parties, NYE drinks & lets not forget the arrival of Santa Claus down my very own chimney with stacks of lovely pressies.
So, lets start with the important stuff: horses.
Uncle Jessica very kindly took us all out to Chepstow races, frankly I have never been so excited in my life (apart from maybe when Santa bought my baby a buggy). As you all know I just love horses so I was in Nirvana.
Luckily for mummy Adam, Kat & Linda were also there; they haven’t spent much time with me before so I was able to take advantage of my cute blue eyes & terrorise them completely. I’m thinking of starting a new fitness class in the village hall for all those unfitties out there –based on the simple concept of trying to catch me.
Daddy met lots of friends at the races, well I think they must have been his friends anyway as he gave them all his money & then they gave him even more back! So I’m confident that my new pony fund has started the year well.
I didn’t see Derby there this year but I think if I keep feeding her the bananas then she could just be the surprise outsider to win next year.
Now I’m off to bash the buggy into the skirting boards, cause some more havoc & general mayhem.
Later Alligators.
Miss E
