‘Animals shouldn’t go in the playground,’ my human says, ‘but it’s empty, nobody’ll tell us off.’
First, we go on the swings. Swinging’s fun.
Then it’s climbing time. My human likes the climbing frame, I prefer the tree – feels good to get my claws into the bark.
I don’t like the seesaw, and the merry-go-round makes me growl with fear. My favourite is the slide – looks scary from the top, sliding down makes me go whee!
But another human arrives. Mine hides me. It turns out she’s also a rule-breaker, she brought a bear. New friends.
(Thank you for the inspiration to Helen’s Beasties and the kiddo: ‘Dogs can’t come to the playground, but my tiger’s okay.’)
Hahaha! That beats just hanging out in the toybox 😀 Thanks for the shout out too!
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My pleasure 🙂
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Children and tigers and bears, oh my!
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I always seem to be carrying Tiger and Bear around at the moment…
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You sound like a true Christopher Robin! Down to the Hundred Acre Wood with you 🙂
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I love this. 🙂 So sweet.
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It’s like the origin story of Calvin and Hobbes! And that’s an adorable tiger.
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