I was brought into this world by our dear little pig friend, Bacon. But a life across the pond beckoned to me…
Well, after a long and arduous journey I have arrived! Arduous, isn’t that a big word? Arrrrduuuouus. Nah, won’t be using that one again, lol! So, I got here and after being unceremoniously peeled from my packaging bed, I met my brand new friends.
They’re guinea-pigs. I know right? Isn’t that cool! I’m already fast learning their language, it consists of a lot of squeaks and wheeks. Tip top, old chap and all that, eh?
Well, the first thing I had to do was pick a name. Well, I say I. The pigs picked it for me. They chose the name Timothy, or Timmy for short. A dog from the famous five, that mean anything to you? Me, a dog?! Ah well, when my activation period starts, they’ll soon learn! Activation, that’s another cool word. Sorry, I’m just beginning to speak and I am loving it!
The second thing was to find a spot to sit.
This spot is too low!
This spot is far too uncomfy! Not to mention the rabbits, eek!
This spot is just right! A real shelf for this elf.
P.S. Thanks a bunch, Bacon!