Hoomun Yoof!

Yesterday I was up round the back of the dairy where I had found a particularly good heap of badger poo to roll in. Now I know what you are thinking, isn't he lucky to have found it, but unfortunately much as I try and persuade him differently The Owner never seems to quite understand!

Well, I had got the shoulder sufficiently smeared to impress The Owner, I felt, when I went back to the office to show him. When I arrived there a Hoomun Yoof had arrived for an interview. I'm not sure what is wrong with the view we have already across the fields with my friends the cows, to the church and Robbie Williams house. Anyway I went rushing in to greet him and introduce myself, but niether him nor The Owner seemed particularly pleased to see me. Maybe it was just at an awkward moment in the discussions I thought, so I persisted with my jumping up and rubbing against the legs routine, when Hoomun Yoof ran outside holding his nose and mouth and making some very strange noises! The Owner lent him a pair of his trousers which was quite comical I thought as Hoomun Yoof could have got into just one leg! I guessed that my latest attempts at converting The Owner to the delicacies of badger poo failed when he started chasing me with the hose pipe and yard broom with a particularly angst ridden look in his eye. I'm a bit disappointed with Hoomun Yoof as he never gave me a Bonio from my bucket before he left!