18/11/24

Humans are puzzled by this caravan's traveling issues. It sounds like they are seeking legal advice. It's about time, I say! 

They went looking at other caravans this morning and liked what they saw. Surely, they will hear the outcome first from the legal beagles. It takes so much time, but the Mistress says we must take our time with these things and think them through first. 

How long does it take to do this? A Gnome would just sort it there and then. The human brain must be asleep, surely. We are informed that there are rules and regulations in this human world. Please tell me why humans make life so difficult. 

The dirt down the way has been leveled out, and grass was sown. We discussed whether we should walk across it, but some clown in the human race would automatically figure this out, point their finger, and probably use some not-so-nice words to tell us off. Oh, it is a tough life being a mere Gnome. Further down is another smaller pile of dirt, which some humans haven't decided what to do next. Again, a Gnome would just get on with it. 

His Lordship was on the ball here today and early, too. Once the mistress remembered to wake up, he was outside cleaning the car, and then the caravan got cleaned, too. I stayed out of the way as I could have been following. I did watch him from my prime position at the window. I was most impressed watching his skills in action. He didn't do the roof, unfortunately. He announced he would do this next time. 

The past couple of nights, all my mates and I went outside and found the cut grass that everyone dumps in a compost area. Oh, the fun we had tossing it all around, and we were jumping into a soft landing from the walls. There is so much grass as the weather is warmer, and the rain is making the lawns grow fast. Moonshine got grass in his mouth, and we all cracked up laughing because he always tells jokes, and this shut him up. The joke was about him for a change. That wheelbarrow fellow wanted to smoke it. How ridiculous was this? How would he go about this, so we are keeping watch? The last thing we want is a jolly fire around here. 


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