Greeting loyal readers. Well, for the third night in a row, Jack Frost came to visit. As you can see from the photos, mummy’s giant pumpkin plants did not stand a chance. She says she has some more in reserve on the deck, so all is not lost.
Now, last night I might have been a bit naughty. While mummy was jabbering on the phone to someone, as well as re-heating some left over curry in a pot on the stove top, I might have accidentally helped myself to some curry out of the pot, when her back was turned. Boy did she yell at Me. Something about being a bad maremma. Well, at least it got her off the phone as she had to clean up the mess I made when I knocked the pot off the stove and onto the floor. For some reason she was not pleased with. Can’t understand why. It is not my fault she was too slow in getting My and Nellie’s dinner to Us. Bad mummy. Anyway she cannot stay too mad at Me because after all are Nellie and Me not the bestest maremmas in the land.