Got quite excited this evening when mum got some new packages out - that normally means something good. That wasn't to be the case this time. It turns out they were bandages even though I hadn't hurt myself and neither had Rab. The next thing I knew mum was bandaging Rab's leg up - he lay there quite quietly although he did try and eat the soft bandage! Soon he had a bandaged leg and didn't know what to do. Mum took it off and told him that he was very good.
At least I'd escape the first aid practice, or so I thought. Next thing I knew my head was bandaged up - not a good look at all!!
I guess if anything does happen mum knows what to do, but I have a bad feeling this won't be the only time she practices!