Good news... Spring is finally here!!
Well actually, I'm not entirely sure what this means, but mum seems excited.. so naturally I am too..
|So excited... using fur-friend as a ladder!|
Here are some things that mum has taught me about Spring:
First up, Spring means SUN!!!
Sunshine, warmth, and did I mention sunshine?! Oh I do love sunshine...
|It's sunny - just like my personality (when I'm not hungry...or tired...or any other time really...)|
More sun means longer days, extra times for walks, and of course - more time to get out and play with friends!
He might be bigger than me... but he's no match for my Springy personality!
Spring also means it's okay to flounce around like a newborn lamb!
|Oh wow, that is one tasty - urgh, I mean happy - looking guy... *licks lips*|
And while I'm no lamb, I do enjoy a bit of flouncing...
Take that lamb! I can out-flounce the best of them!
Best of all, Spring is the time to SPRUCE YOUR CABOOSE!!
And when you have the shape of a brick and the mane of a lion... that takes quite a bit of work...
|Watch where you place your paws Mister....|
But the results are definitely worth it:
|Spring-a-ding-ding!!! Who is that devishly handsome man??!|
In the midst of all that sunshine, flouncing and sprucing, I have made one worrying discovery:
Spring is not all daffodils, fluffy white clouds and glittering water.
This sunny season has also brought about some concerning home invaders....
And I am of course, talking about these evil creatures:
|What even are these awful things?|
And whatever they are, they've basically made my life a nightmare.
We all know that my number one duty as leader of the pack is to patrol my turf and keep my pawents safe.
What would they do without me?!
And I must confess, it is a job I take very seriously.
So now, as well as having to patrol my yard to keep it free from unwanted humans, fur-friends, and possums... I have to try and keep these funny floating things at bay!!
Come on mum... don't let it go... I nearly got it!!
|Talk to me in Summer... I can't deal....|
So much so that I've decided to declare the rest of Spring a wash-out,
And if you need me, I'll be here -
|Spring can go and Spring right outta here...|
Until next time!
"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."