My first trip to the garden...

You couldn't make it up! It seems that I have to go to the toilet outside! In this weather - in fact in every sort of weather! Well my new Daddy got in his coat - no coat for me you will notice. He opened the sliding door into the garden, scooped me up in his arms and marched out into the rain. The next thing I knew he screamed, his feet shot up way above his head (which I am sure is not normal) and the next thing I knew he had thrown me head first into the long, wet grass. He lay there, on his back complaining about his wrist or something while I just stood there on the lawn. Mummy raced out, not to rescue me, but to see if he was OK! Flaming cheek! Thankfully attention switched to me pretty quickly, but I have to say, if they think I am going outside again after that disaster they can think again! I will try and post a movie later of the bizarre move that Daddy performed just prior to throwing me into the garden. Not the greatest start! I am sure that my new family will work hard to improve over the next couple of days.