Uncle Bob and Me

 

I have just been to Ballarat - here I am in a photo with Uncle Bob. Do you reckon he looks like me?

It has been good to get home. Too many walks, and too much time in the car. And I kept getting in the front seat and getting put in the back seat. Until they wised up and made a seat for me on the arm rests. They should do that more often. And we stopped in Melbourne and I got to run away up the street. That was fun.