Diary of a Sprocker by Jake Wilson - Age 4
A blog written mainly in Sprockerish or sometimes translated into English
Saturday 4th July 2015 - In the original Sprockish
Hello Sprockets Jake here.
Well I fink da Hoodad haz finally lost it. We waz outz at 6:30 am today, don’t he knowz itz Saurday even da birdz waz having da lie in. Wiv all da thunder, flashing sky and rain I waz expect da goodz lie in. Iz diz Sprocket abuse and can I call da police?
On da ridiculously early ball frow we getz to Crooked Billet and der iz a fair ground in ball frow field 1, I notz happy dey had parked and blocked off da good long grass.
Den in football pitch field mean old hoodad faked me wiv da pretend treat and put da figure of hate on me. All because I copped da deafies last week and runz off to da muddy puddle wiv out being told to go. Diz week he makez me walk on da leadz, I did getz to dunk in da muddy puddle so he not to mad at me. I knowz Hoodad is built like a trunkless elephant but who thoughtz he hasz da never forgetz memory of one. I should have been suspicious as last week when I waz naughty he not do da scary angry face wiv da bulgey vein.
All da rainz made da puddle horrible and clean but it taste nice. I did even try da super muddy special bit of da river but dat too was clean. On da up side I fink I may avoid da showerz now coz I iz nice and clean ( Hoodad here that’s what he thinks).
Pics 1 and 2 iz me looking georgeous after ball frow.
(Hoodad again, pic 3 is where he has spent most of the day asleep infront of the fan on his beloved sofa).
Well that’s all Sprockets stay cool and don’t get sunburnt.
Sprock on Puppies luvz Jake xx
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