Moses and the (non) Burning Bush

Celebrated my fourth birthday on Saturday July 20th.  The tall-one failed to buy me a present (she thinks I have enough toys already, skinflint) and was also unsuccessful in providing me with a plentiful plate of prawns.  Think I might return her to DudOwnersRUs for a full refund.

I have also:

1. Briefly got myself stuck under the decking area after going for a reconaissance mission.
2. Exterminated an exciting blue dragonfly.
3. Aghast to hear that Aunt Hat's cat Heli has been having to deal with large nasty hissing grass snakes in her back garden in Woburn Sands.  I would not like such works of the devil in West Oxfordshire.
4. Sat under the Berberis bush in the garden trying to find some shade but also frequented neighbouring gardens and refused to come in when called.
5. Tested new Comfortis flea treatment crushed and mixed up in my lovely Lick-e-Lix. Realised something was amiss about half way through the tablet and refused to eat the remainder of the dose.  However, a few ailing fleas were spotted on my coat shortly afterwards and not stinky-poo smelly like the chemical drops.