Greetings loyal readers and fellow maremmas. Last night Me and Nellie had a lovely woofathon. I barked and barked and then I barked some more. You know how it is done, don’t you, fellow maremmas? Well, this morning when mummy came to let Me and Nellie off, I was poised to spring into action, for there was a ‘possum up a tree and I had to let everyone in the Mangamahu Valley know this. Me and Nellie rampaged through mummy’s garden and sat under the tree, where the ‘possum was. As it was dark, Daddy couldn’t see the dangerous ‘possum, but believe Me it was there. Daddy waited until the sun came up so he could identify his target before he attempted to shoot it. I was so excited that I had found this dangerous animal that I was leaping and cavorting around in mummy’s garden. She said it is no wonder that she can’t get anything to grow in her garden. What with Me and Nellie rampaging through her herbaceous borders and those peasky chickens digging up everything. Off Me and Nellie go. We think the cow-man could be here and We have to greet him. Love Jasper and Nellie the two most bravest maremmas in the land.