Operation Orange

Attn. HDQ:

My mission to examine the machinery of the things called "oranges" was unfortunately nullified at an early stage. As you can see, my progress was coming along well when I was discovered by the one called "Mum".

The capture of the orange was easier than I expected, much like the small green tomatoes in the garden. I was able to seize specimen O-1 when it rolled out of Mum's purse and on to the floor.
The laboratory in the basement, established by Prof. Wensleydale, would have been ideal for further study of the shell of specimen O-1 which I had begun to break into subsections.
The interior of specimen O-1 came as a great surprise. I have noted that the fluids would be ideal for imitation puddles within the superstructure.
You will be notified when I am able to capture another.

Sincerely,

Mr. Mustard

Wordless Wednesday

(photo credit to Hannah)

I WON! I WON!

I won FIRST PLACE at the PetSmart Halloween costume contest and parade on Saturday! My first win! I didn't quite know what it was all about, but I never turn down adoring attention. I wore, of course, my Mr. Mustard costume. No one suspected a thing!

 My big sister Claire protected me from big dogs who wanted to eat my mustard.

 There were two other Miniature Dachshunds, Robinhood and Tinkerbell.

 I was a sausage wiener, Gromit dressed in his favourite lobster costume, and Claire was a butterfly.

Me, strutting my stuff ...and my mustard.

Attn. HDQ:

After searching the entire innards of the green stuffed duck I can affirm there was no implanted device. There was another duck to be interrogated but I'm afraid it has already been decapitated by the Golden one, and remains in her captive.
Biting into the cattail autumnal display was greatly successful, resulting in thousands of lighter than feather seeds to be dispersed all over the superstructure. "Mum" was so busy attending to the fluff I was able to dispense a small puddle of liquid without notice.

My objective to secure the blue slipper for further investigation has been thwarted repeatedly. I shall remain calm and carry on.

I have grown suspicious of the small tomatoes from the garden.

Yours,
Mr. Mustard

Wordless Wednesday

A Little Dog in Little Dog Lake

 I went swimming this weekend in a lake named after me, Little Dog Lake.

At first I was like, woah, this is crazy, what are my brother and sister doing?!
Then I saw the stick in Claire's mouth and just had to jump in.  

Then I got the stick!

My brother Gromit and I ran along the muddy beach. It was so much fun to jump up on Mum with my cute little muddy paws. I left as many marks as I could.

I found a great piece of bark that was almost as big as me. Even big sister Claire was jealous of my big bark.

I had so much fun swimming and running on the beach, but that was a lot of work for a little guy. 

At the end of the day I was so tired 

I could hardly keep my cute brown eyes open, 

I fell sound asleep snuggling on Dad (but not before Mum snapped the flash in my eyes, 

gee thanks).