What a stroke of luck! Just as we were starting to despair of ever finding a suitable home for Dippy, we came across an enormous empty tent. It's just the right size for Dippy, and he can curl himself up with his nose under his tail (that's how dinosaurs sleep apparently).
The tent is right in middle of the Village Green and somebody said something about the Village Fete taking place in a "marquee" - but this is just a big tent, so I'm sure it'll be fine.
At last, I can stop worrying about getting into trouble with people about where my large chums are living. First Kevin the Chicken and then Dippy - it's been a very exhausting few days. I'm off for a nap now.
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