I am sorry for the seveer lak ov Bobbing arownd heer laytely!
Granny haz been unwell agen an haz been in hopsikol agen.
It happend larst week wen me an Mummy wer at home an Daddy had gon to werk.
Mummy sed, "Oh WYYY cuddent it happen wen we wer thare?" -cos we ar thare so mutch.
In fakt I calkewlayte that we ar thare for 9 days owt ov 14. But Granny had a bad tern on wun ov the day 14s. Poo!
So we had a mad rayce on sooper-hi-speed traynes larst Friday mornin(akchewly I kwyte liket that bit) to meet Granny at the hopsikol. We got thare 2 1/2 hours arfter the ambewlance, but Granny waz still asleep. In fakt she dident reelly wake up till Saterday.
At ferst, Granny dident remember us. She thort Mummy waz her sister. Mummy sed to the nerse, "An if yu knew my Arnty Deirdre, yu'd know how bad that reelly is!"
Never mind. At leest she got sum custard. I havent had custard for AIGES. But they allways seem to hav tons ov it arownd in hopsikol.
We got her home on Munday nite. She is still sleepin alot an still carnt remember things, altho she duzz now kno hoo we ar. She duzzent remember havin been up to my howse larst yeer, an she duzzent remember that she waz goin to buy a littol howse next to us soon. So on Saterday we ar goin to drive her up to our howse an see if she remembers it all then. An then we can go an hav sum lunch sumware. It's Mother's Day this Sunday, arfter all, so I hope thare'll be mor custard.
Pleez send hugs our way. I am allmost runnin owt.
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An OH! I sor an advert on TV for the new vershon ov Charmin today for teh ferst time! HAHAHA it haz a reelly silly beak-nosed-Tree-Hugger on it. If yu ar in the UK, keep a look owt for it. Wen yu see it, I want yu to showt "WA-HEYYY BOB!" an don't eevn tell the rest ov yor famly wy.