Aussie, aussie, aussie

The other day this thing arrived in the mail...



Inky: Mmmhh, I wonder what it is and if I can eat it...



Then Tim starts doing strange things to it and Elfi thinks that it looks a bit odd...



Then it grew bigger, and bigger until it finally stood up to us like a giant Dale in strange colours with the smell of China....



Molly: Ah well, first things first, I better sniff it's butt to work out if it is a real Dale or not...



Nah, definitely not a Dale so maybe we try and have a nibble at it...




Oops, got told off then. Something about the strange thing going up in a loud POP.
Molly: Ah well, I'll try and do what Tim did before and have a play with the funny bit at the front...




Then it got snatched away from us and Elfi gave the thing a big cuddle...





Tim said, "it's mum's, because she's going to become Australian." And that's what they do?? Some kind of weird custom that is...
Inky: Well, I am not standing here watching mum cuddle somedoggie else like that...



Inky attacks, and yes, you've guessed it, the thing leaves our house as it arrived- FLAT AS A PANCAKE...



Ha, nodoggie is goonna take our mum away from us!

Hasta la vista,

INKY and MOLLY