Dad decided to take this morning off work and we lost no time in going for a long walky in the countryside. Unfortunately the retractable lead I use to keep Dad in check broke halfway through the walky, so Dad wasn't able to take as many photos as expected.

There's a story to this swan pic. You see, I have been hungry all morning. Now normally I'm well fed - can't complain about the food served up at home at all. BUT today at breakfast time... the WORMING PILL came out of the cupboard. I know the sound of the crinkly foil it comes in being unwrapped all too well and I ran away to hide! Well, then Mum sneakily tried to hide it in a small piece of cheese but I was too canny for her - I ate the cheese and spat out the WORMING PILL when I thought she wasn't looking. Yuck! Then Mum had the cheek to crush the PILL and sprinkle it all over my bowl of breakfast! Of course I refused to eat it... shame though, as apart from the PILL it smelled like a particularly tasty breakfast...
... Bit hungry now. I found this swan very interesting. Do you think a swan would make a good breakfast instead?