Prizegiving Time

The celebrity turned out to be star of stage and screen, Angelina Ballerina. She was very elegant and pretty and she did a sort of twirl and curtsy before handing me the most magnificent trophy for winning the running race. I wanted to say something to her, but I got a bit shy and could only manage to mutter "Thank You" before I blushed and had to turn away. She didn't seem to mind and everybody applauded like mad.

I'm going to be away for the next couple of weeks. I'm taking a holiday and going back to see my folks in Labrador. I've been trying to pack everything but it's very difficult. I had to choose between spare socks and taking my trophy. You can imagine what won out there, so I'll have to hope it isn't too cold for my toes when I get to Canada.

I'll be back to talk to you all again in no time. I hope you all have lots of fun on your Summer holidays!

I've won!

In the end, I decided to stick with a straight running race. If there's one thing (apart from burying bones and seeking out interesting smells) that pups are good at, it's running round like mad things.

I lined up in the final against three of my friends and it was a very close finish. PC Badger was the judge, and he decided that I was the winner. I don't know if it was Sylvanian record time, but the important thing is that I am now the champion! At the end of Sports Day, there is going to be a prize giving, and I'm going to be presented with a prize by a well-known celebrity. I wonder who it will be?

I'm fit and raring to go

Good news everyone! My paw is better now and I've started my training for Village Sports Day. My only problem is deciding what event to compete in. My first choice was the sack race, so I went down to the Donkey Sanctuary to find an old sack to use for practising. Unfortunately I couldn't find any empty sacks anywhere. I picked up a full sack but before I could do anything with it, I became aware of a piercing stare from behind my left ear. It was Dougie the Donkey, and he took a very dim view of me taking his dinner away. I tried to convince him that it was just the sack I wanted, but he just looked at me. In the end I had to give up. So now I plan to enter the running race (boys, 10 and under). Wish me luck!

I've had a nasty bump!

I'm afraid I've been in the wars. Before you say anything, it didn't happen when I was having a ride with Dippy. In fact, I was having a quiet afternoon in playing with Bucky. He wanted to have a game of Snakes and Ladders and I couldn't quite reach the game on the top shelf of the toy cupboard. I stood on a stool to reach it, there was a bit of a wobble and off I tumbled.

I landed badly on my right paw and it hurt an awful lot. I was taken down to see Nurse Beagle at the surgery and she put it right in no time. She has put a bandage on my paw, and I have to keep it on for a few days. Nurse Beagle gave me a bit of a telling off for climbing up on the stool - she says I should always ask a grown up to reach for things that are high up. She says things it such a kind way that you don't feel bad, and I'm certainly going to remember that advice.

It doesn't hurt much any more, but I'm just a bit worried that I won't be able to take part in next week's Village sports. I haven't decided which event to take part in yet, but I certainly don't want it to be the "sitting down and watching" race!

A white-paw ride!

Dippy certainly found a way of joining in! When nobody was looking he knelt down and four of the

smallest animals climbed onto his back. Then he stood up and took them for a ride all round the village green! The four babies adored it, but there were one or two frowns on the grown ups' faces, I can tell you. The most worrying thing was how the babies were going to get down again, but in the end that was easily solved. Dippy just stopped, bent his back legs a little and they all slid down his tail. After that, everybody wanted a go, and, far from being left out, Dippy was the centre of attention. When it came to my turn I was very surprised at how it felt - all the books suggest that dinosaurs were all scaly and cold blooded, but Dippy is sort of furry, and very warm and cosy to sit on. Everybody agreed that Dippy had made it the best Summer Fete ever, and that he can stay in the village as long as he likes.

In the nick of time

Well, we managed to persuade Dippy to vacate his temporary home just in time. Lots of people and lorries arrived at the village green and started to set up the Village Fete. Dippy was fascinated by the activity and wandered out of his tent to have a closer look. At that point we rushed in with the table and filled the tent with cakes and so on. We were a bit worried that he might try to squeeze back in, but there were to many interesting things going on. There are games and competitions, the super slider has been set up, and there is a teacup ride for the tinies. The only problem now is that Dippy is a bit big to actually join in with any of these things. Despite his size, he's actually only a baby diplodocus himself, and he is starting to look a bit woebegone. How can we find some way that he can join in - without trampling or squashing something?

A tricky situation

Oh dear! Just when we thought we'd got the whole Dinosaur accommodation problem sorted out, a new and very tricky situation has developed. This week the village holds it's annual Summer Fete, and apparently Dippy's big tent is actually the marquee used for the refreshments and cake show!

Two grown ups turned up carrying a table to put in the tent and were rather put out to find a large Diplodocus blocking the entrance (and indeed the whole tent). Then PC Badger arrived on the scene. He seemed to find the whole situation rather amusing until Bucky unwisely suggested that the cakes could go on the grass outside the tent. How were we to know that PC Badger is odds-on favourite for this year's fruit cake championship? Anyway, he has made it clear in no uncertain terms that Dippy had better be gone by tomorrow morning, or I'll be winning the prize for most unpopular Pup!