See for yourselves!

You know last time I said I wished you could have seen me on the train? Well, guess what? There was someone with a video camera filming the whole thing! I've never tried putting a video on my blog before, so I hope it works out OK - perhaps someone could leave a comment to let me know.

Bucky says I looked rather nervous as I stood on the back of the guard's van, because the train was going so fast, but I'm sure that I just look intrepid. See what you think!

A very exciting outing

Today I went on a train for the first time ever! There is a little steam railway not far from us that takes people on outings during the summer. The surroundings are very pretty, and, as it was a nice warm day, Bucky, Kevin and I decided to give it a try. In the picture, you can see the three of us waiting patiently on the platform. Well at least, I was waiting patiently - I'm sorry to report that the other two were not quite so well-behaved. Bucky had to be warned against gnawing on the wooden bits of the station building, and as for Kevin! I don't want to say too much, but I don't think scrounging biscuit crumbs off other passengers is the correct behaviour for a well brought up chicken. Free range is one thing, but there have to be limits.

Anyway, after a while the train drew into the platform. The driver was very nice and let me stand on the footplate (that's what the driver's cab is called) for a little while. I wasn't allowed there for the actual journey of course - and to be honest it's just as well. It might be a very small engine, but it was really fast! It's a pity you weren't there to see me.

The Perfect Home

We have found the perfect place for the Bearskis at last! We had completely given up on finding a suitable home for them in the village, so we decided we must look further afield. Mrs Bearski made a picnic and put it in a basket for Mr Bearski to carry. Mrs Bearski herself carried a big jug of orange juice (which I thought she was bound to spill, but she is incredibly careful). Then we set off, with Bucky along to help amuse the little ones.

After about an hour of walking we all sat down to have a bite to eat, and leaned up against a big tree. To my amazement, I saw that there was a big door in the tree trunk, and on further inspection we discovered that it was one big tree house! Not only has it got lots of room for the whole family, but part of it converts into a table for dinner time, and best of all , there are enough tyre swings for the whole family! You can guess where Bucky and the little ones went straight away. As usual, I ended exhausted from pushing them for ages!

The tree house doesn't seem to be occupied, and, of course, Mrs Bearski was overjoyed with her new home, so that's where the Bearskis are going to live from now one. Bucky and I promised to come and visit them as often as we can. Judging by how well Bucky seemed to be getting on with young Miss Bearski, I think that might be quite often! Is there romance in the air?

Problems with the Housing Market

I'm still having trouble trying to find somewhere suitable for the Bearskis to live. Bucky and I thought hard about it, and even Kevin the chicken lent a hand (or beak), but we couldn't think of any Sylvanian house that has enough room for a whole extra family. In the end, we decided that we would have to give up our log cabin. After all, we don't live there, we just use it as a play house - and as the Bearskis are from Canada as well, we thought that they should feel at home.

Oh dear, that was a mistake. Mrs Bearski took one look and didn't like it at all. She says that one room isn't enough for a growing family, and anyway Bears like to live in the woods, not in the middle of an open field. It's something to do with foraging for honey I suppose. If they are that keen on trees, I'd better keep Bucky's "hobby" (nibbling trees until they fall down) a pretty well guarded secret. So where on earth am I going to find a house that is also part of a forest?