So dad took me to the vetandhairyman yesterday cos me legs were a bit wobbly....My question is how come dad don't go cos he is always getting the wobbly legs when he drinks the falling over water?

To be honest it was nice to get out cos we haven't been to any learning zoos or to the houseonwheelsinwales for ages. I know it was only to the surgery but I don't mind going there cos I'm still looking for those bits they took from me all them years ago. Well I couldn't see them anywhere but I'll keep looking.

I went on the scales to see how me weight was going and I'm a very slimline 71kg which dad says is good for my age which I fort was a bit rood.

I met a licckle dog who wanted to show me it's teefies. I had a look they were clean enough but I told her I'm not the vetandhairyman and she should let him check them out. She kept growling at me so I lay down so we was the same size and she seemed to feel better then.

It's funny cos when I was saying hello to the nursey lady all the rabbit food fell off the stand behind me....it was like magic. Dad told me to stop wagging me tail cos I was wrecking the place but he must have forgot I'm a newfydoof and me tail is an automatichairyhappinessindicator.....

I got all me legs checked out and he kept lifting them up and putting them down....I fink he was checking to see how many I had but I could have told him that....When we left there were two doglets in the waiting room and they started going crazy when I came out. I fink they knewd I was famous and was in books and that's why they was barking and yelping.

Anyways dad said he's put me in the car so everything could calm down and he went back to pay.....when he came back he'd gone very white and was muttering summat about money.....you hoomans are always talking about that stuff, don't know why cos you can't eat it can you?

I was a bit tired after me adventure but it's good to know I have still have four legs and the ladies still love me....