A grape, a grape. My kingdom for a grape!

I fear that I have been sold! And no one has had the decency to tell me… Ali G G has disappeared and my Two-legs seems too have left the planet also. I’ve not seen her for days and days! It really is no way to leave a loyal soul like me, standing here wondering if the taste of a grape will pass my lips again….she better show her face soon, or I’ll show her the wrong side of my hoof ...if she does show up again… Audrey says I’m mad for thinking I’m sold. She says if I was I wouldn’t be standing here complaining. I’d be somewhere else entirely and she wouldn’t have to stand here listening to me. I’m not sure if she is offering comfort or telling me to “shh!” Never-the-less, I am unimpressed with the neglect.

That marvellous Two-legs, on the Quad thing, still brings the haylage and I did see Sally with Auntie Jill down by the river yesterday. (Two-legs wouldn’t sell Sally.) Perhaps there’s a world shortage of grapes and she’s away to find a new supply.