Monday 7 March 2011

Taking to the air!

As we walked back towards the Sylvanian Village, we spotted a big empty field, with lots of flat grass and no cows at all. "What a waste of grass" we thought, until we came to a gap in the hedge, and there we saw the most wonderful aeroplane. It was shiny and superfast looking, with a huge propeller on the front, and had clearly been designed with an adventure seeking pup in mind! I walked around it to check out the controls and reached up to the canopy that covered the little cockpit. It opened! I was just about to climb in and start her up when I noticed the little Molebabe looking sad. "What's the matter?", I asked him. "It's a single-seater - there would be no room for me!", he wailed. Oh dear, I hadn't thought of that. Reluctantly, I closed the canopy and we walked away. Perhaps it was just as well, though, as my experience of flying planes is very limited - well zero to be exact. I sat in one for seven hours when I first came here from Labrador, and nothing much seemed to happen - just watching films and being brought food - so it can't be that difficult. But I suppose the landing might be a bit tricky.
So we still have the problem - what can we use to get down to Oxford quickly and safely to visit the Mole and his Boy?

Friday 4 March 2011

Two wheels good, four wheels better!

After my disappointing attempt to borrow a bicycle, I decided that motorised transport was they way to go. And fortunately I knew just where to find a car! There aren't many cars in Sylvania, but the Mr and Mrs Furbanks (Kenneth and Emma to their friends) have a big old-fashioned American car. They say that they got it "when we were in Hollywood, darling", but being squirrels they mostly chase about the trees and hardly ever use it.
I took the Molebabe over to the car and lifted him up so I could pass him in through the open window. He opened the door and I got in and seated myself behind the steering wheel. I thought we were about to start out on a great adventure, until I remembered that you need a key to start a car. Also it's probably best if your paws can reach the pedals to make it stop and go. Never mind, we had a great hour or so with me pretending to drive and the mole making brumming noises. We set off back home for tea, but then as we were passing a large open field we saw something even more exciting!